insane, random and non sense

Let's cheer! To the past, to the present. And screw the future. What the hell have we got to do with that? After all, future is such a whinning baby, always trying to escape. Not yet, not yet – he fools us. WHY THE HECK NOT? The future is when we want to! Not when somebody says so. This is my future! Yesterday was my future. It was yours. So, what are you waiting for? Grab a body, kiss your girl, marry your dog. Nobody cares! But – of course, there’s always a but – tomorrow and the hangover will come and slap you in the face. And people such as good people, etic and moral persons, cannot do that, because their ability to regret things it’s bigger than the moment. I guess the only reason why you are still here, listening to me is that you don’t have nothing else to do than hearing a random girl trying to be philosopher; or that or you love me, one of the two. I’ll point to the second, but I didn’t bring my light saber, so I guess I’ll stay in ignorance. WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE? Stop hearing me, go do something. Or haven’t you been paying attention to all this crap I just said? Now, get the hell out of my face or I’ll kill you with my Russian accent. Thanks New York, if you could hear me from the other side of the universe. Uh, the world I mean. Sorry, my bad.