I was thinking about drowning last night, and I remembered I nearly drowned in a pool when I was a kid. I blocked it out almost entirely, but nearly drowning is how I met my oldest friend.
My oldest friend saved me from drowning in a pool, a child named Steven swam over to me, I was a weak swimmer, and Steven began holding me underwater. I was so panicked I never thought to do anything like punch Steven to get him to let go, and over came my oldest friend who hit Steven in the face thus saving my nine year old life.
I guess I know more about having my head held underwater.
Make love with the lights on and appreciate that your stretch marks make you look like a tiger, a sexy tiger who fucks with the lights on. Do cool things like like showing others appreciation for their vulnerabilities, make eye contact when people talk to you, and don’t filter your perception of others through your own ego.
Life is easier when you accept that you don’t have a soul, and stop trying to please people you little altruistic monkey.
Accept that when you die you’re gone just give in to being human, but don’t submit to the notion. Tell people they suck when they say careless insults, check in on your depressed friends, and stop using emotional avoidance.
I’m telling myself that I could do it, and I did it. That was a little hiphop, but this made you smile right?