Addicted to being a slave of my addictions, and proud escapist. Mostly on here to waste time pretending I'm an activist while sitting behind a desk feeding the corporate machine with my soul.An aspiring failing writer with grandiose dreams of becoming a failed writer one day, my only achievement is a blog www.lifelessinkuwait.com
Yes that Was some shameless promotion on my part... Now I'm going to contemplate why Tumblr is missing an "e"...
The Escapist
The curse of marriage ushered me into the workforce… To be fair, it ushered me into the entire world…
My parents marriage, which ultimately led to that “stork moment” because parents don’t have sex, which led to me being born is as far back as I can trace the origin of what thrusted me into a damn suit and tie.
Before people procreate because babies are “cute”, they should really consider that they will not remain babies forever, at one point that baby will grow the fuck up and become a man/woman, and will have to work and go through the same miserable crap you had to put up with…
So, before you decide to get pregnant and have kids, please take a moment and think… Is this what the unborn adult wants? I know what you’re thinking, this is absurd there is no way of telling…
Well unless he/she will be a trust fund baby, or is part of a royal family, or belongs to some useless reality show star (whose reasons for being famous are one of the great mysteries of time) then the answer is most definitely… No…
