Kinder (Read only if you’re depressed :P)

4 thoughts on “Kinder (Read only if you’re depressed :P)”

  1. “Then, my mind stumbled upon the next plausible explanation for him asking if I had kids. This fucking racist thinks that because I’m Latino I must have 14 kids at home! All we do is procreate, you know.”

    Stop writing sentences that are this funny. I can’t handle the hilarity.

  2. I’m going to have to disagree with you on the emptiness of life and how delusional you must be. But, that said, love is love because you find someone who fits. It starts with the need to bone – which is really what we exist or do anything in life for. I mean, if you don’t have a job, chicks won’t bone you, unless you have an inheritance. But I digress. The point is, like you’ve told me before: find someone you think is beautiful and that works with you and thinks of you the same way and is smart and completes you because they are your life crutch. In life, you need a crutch sometimes, or someone to tell you you’re being a fucking idiot. Like me. Or Jason. Or your future wife. Because we can’t always tell you to stop doing stupid shit, or that that’s a really bad idea – because you won’t tell us about everything. That’s what love is. Someone who cares enough to tell you to stop being a dumbass. Also, all the other fairy tale shit too.

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