I’ve always found boredom to be the creator of genius.
As I sit back and think about how boring life can get.
I stir my tiny pink straw in my cocktail and wonder how infused I am to this habit of putting the key into my ignition starting my car and driving to work.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to put my key into my ignition and drive my car into a gas station demolishing everything in its path.
The boredom would sure to be gone in the flames.
I would sure like to stir up some **** today.
To get punched in the face and see my blood.
But I will probably just lay in bed and wonder what it feels like to get hurt.
It’s been awhile since I tried to destroy myself.
I’ve been so bored taking it easy
Not getting into trouble
Has trouble forgot I existed?!