I love me some Buckcherry. The Fuck album was brilliant.
I hit the shuffle when I was in ready to write, this song was the first one that hit.
I don’t care.
These are powerful words.
Somebody bitching at you?
I don’t care.
That’s there problem and most people like to complain, however they want nothing to be done about it, otherwise they can’t complain.
You have to be able to tell the difference between venting, and complaining.
Complaining: if one gets a solution to the complaint and don’t stop complaining, or find something different to complain about.
The appropriate response is to say “I don’t care, come at me with a solution and I’ll listen. Til then, I don’t care.”
Or something like that.
Saying fuck it can explain a lot of my life.
Why did you that?
I figured, fuck it.
These two words have started many adventures, and one marriage and the divorce.
She was a crazy bitch and when she found out that was my ring tone for her number, well let’s just say I got no nookie that night, however she was a nympho so the next night…
Enough about my nookie.
I haven’t had sex in over 10 years. The last wife made me a sex addict. The sex was that amazing, and frequent.
I tried online dating, fuck off.
If you don’t live in Chico, fuck off thinking about dating me.
I get that this has nothing to do with saying fuck it, but I decided to say Fuck it and write it anyway.
In totally unrelated news, I used to work at United healthcare. There CEO got dead, assassinated.
When I worked there, they said no raises this year. Then the CEO got 14 million in a bonus.
I wanted to assassinate the CEO at that point. It was a different CEO.
Now that one has been gunned down, I wonder how the rest will react?
Personally my opinion is that they’ll hire some security people and then one is going to get gunned down anyway.
If you think about how many people in this country are pissed as fuck and seeing CEOs getting all that money while most of us are scraping by, I get it, I don’t support it.
I’m not for anyone getting killed, however I understand the mentality of the killer.
I once wanted to be a profiler. Get in the heads of serial killers.
I stopped when I realized at one point if I didn’t stop I would at some point kill someone just to do it.
That’s a fucked up thing to think about yourself at 22.
I get that I fit the mark for a serial killer.
If I profiled me and saw what my life was.
This dude ain’t a killer, he knows a few.
That I do. I’ve met many a murderer.
Those stories stay with me. Some secrets are not mine and I respect what was told in confidence.
I’m a Táltos, I think of it as confession. I give no absolution, but I listen to some fucked up shit.
I think this is a good place any to say Fuck it I done.

