Monday, July 21, 2014

And when you see me for all that I am

Failure implies an effort to succeed at something.

Fuck-up, well, that's something else entirely. I have made a lifetime of fucking up. When you google the words fuck up the first thing that comes up is:

Google fuck up yourself if you don't believe me

You have to try to fuck-up. You don't fuck-up on accident. Some people fuck-up their cars (coal-rollers are monumental fuck-ups). Some people fuck-up their pets. Some people fuck-up their children.

Me? I fuck-up relationships; romantic, familial, friends, whatever.

I haven't fucked-up in awhile. Not being a drunk assfuck helps with that. As does having a life full of pretty fucking amazing human beings.

But mostly, giving a fuck is the single greatest thing that keeps me from being a fuck-up these days. About you. About my family. Especially about this face:

The Gorgeous Blonde
So far the second forty years of my life have been immeasurably better than the first forty. I try not to think about what would have happened if I had just stopped fucking things up in the first forty years.

Okay, Amelie is on. Really.