Dont knowin nothin but the roads and rails and the life of livin on the road?
i dont know what people hitch for and ride for and what not, and why you all do what you do....?
BUT i do it honestly straight up bc i hate the world. ah not a good enuff reason? ok i hate people. oh how i hate the average fucking person. at least here in america. whether thee be a babe or thee be an old haggard man, ok , honestly ye people be annoying. i mean thats about the nicest way i can put it. even people on stp, damn some of ye people are ridiculously annoying. i mean but at the same time idc. i dont hate them. bc these are travelers and like minded brothers and sisters even if u dont know me, met me, or didnt.............anyways i hate the average american is a good way to put it. normal people. ppl who have jobs and believe in living in the way modern folk do. and their hippity happity ignorin everythin but themselves lifestyles and be runnin around lettin the government and their fine fuckin bloody god damn powertrippin folk, agh!
im trying to be peaceful about this. honestly its irrevelant to the post but without it im just gonna sound like a drunken fool if i dont.
k
honestly, whos gonna travel till they die? i mean the REAL folk THE REAL people that are gonna hop and hitch until they either die from it or by some other means?
well if are planning on being a drifter or watever till the day u die, u gonna do it alone?
i mean people come and go. we all get into our 50s and 60s and 70s eventually?
are we gonna be lonely old crochety men and women? now i know not all those old timers that still do this stuff are happy free lovin fun folk. i know theres some youth hatin mean old fuckerz out there. ive got experience enough with meetin travelin folk to figure that shit out real quick.
but what im sayin is it worth it? i guess for me its a question of religion vs woman. which love is stronger. and if i leave her will I die a lonely old man travelin bc im so addicted to it i cant get it to leave my mind. the sound of a semi in the distance or the sound of the trains, its everywhere. in the city. man. everywhere. fuckin the city reminds me of hitchhiking and hoppin. its always gonna be there. so do i stay with this woman, and be happy i guess? and shit and always be haunted by the constant reminder i failed in doing what ive ment to do for so long, my dream goal and spiritual souls point in life? or do i just be a man travelin till i die? lonely? yes maybe? prolly.
dude this shit sbeen on my heart man. ive gona through so much family/friend/life/death/constantly movign around bullshit that i just dont talk about. its gotten to a point where im going insane man. its either the road or her. and both ive never loved b4 like this. its under my skin. badly. both are. i know if i leave id eventually die of grief and depression from missin her.
but if i stay id die of frief and depression from missing the road. how does a man stand up to an insanity thats eatying away at his soul? ive tried just elavin. sayin fuck it and leave. 5 times i failed in that.
i come home missing her cuz i cant leave without her, but then i think im fine and i forget hitchhiking and hoppin for the time being but then it comes back and haunts me so painfully.
suicide just isnt the answer. but i fear that in the end this will rip my mind and heart apart. like im not suicidal in anyway. but how im feelin about her and the road its gonna be 24/7 till one is chosen. but if i never choose one?
fuck me.
i dont know what people hitch for and ride for and what not, and why you all do what you do....?
BUT i do it honestly straight up bc i hate the world. ah not a good enuff reason? ok i hate people. oh how i hate the average fucking person. at least here in america. whether thee be a babe or thee be an old haggard man, ok , honestly ye people be annoying. i mean thats about the nicest way i can put it. even people on stp, damn some of ye people are ridiculously annoying. i mean but at the same time idc. i dont hate them. bc these are travelers and like minded brothers and sisters even if u dont know me, met me, or didnt.............anyways i hate the average american is a good way to put it. normal people. ppl who have jobs and believe in living in the way modern folk do. and their hippity happity ignorin everythin but themselves lifestyles and be runnin around lettin the government and their fine fuckin bloody god damn powertrippin folk, agh!
im trying to be peaceful about this. honestly its irrevelant to the post but without it im just gonna sound like a drunken fool if i dont.
k
honestly, whos gonna travel till they die? i mean the REAL folk THE REAL people that are gonna hop and hitch until they either die from it or by some other means?
well if are planning on being a drifter or watever till the day u die, u gonna do it alone?
i mean people come and go. we all get into our 50s and 60s and 70s eventually?
are we gonna be lonely old crochety men and women? now i know not all those old timers that still do this stuff are happy free lovin fun folk. i know theres some youth hatin mean old fuckerz out there. ive got experience enough with meetin travelin folk to figure that shit out real quick.
but what im sayin is it worth it? i guess for me its a question of religion vs woman. which love is stronger. and if i leave her will I die a lonely old man travelin bc im so addicted to it i cant get it to leave my mind. the sound of a semi in the distance or the sound of the trains, its everywhere. in the city. man. everywhere. fuckin the city reminds me of hitchhiking and hoppin. its always gonna be there. so do i stay with this woman, and be happy i guess? and shit and always be haunted by the constant reminder i failed in doing what ive ment to do for so long, my dream goal and spiritual souls point in life? or do i just be a man travelin till i die? lonely? yes maybe? prolly.
dude this shit sbeen on my heart man. ive gona through so much family/friend/life/death/constantly movign around bullshit that i just dont talk about. its gotten to a point where im going insane man. its either the road or her. and both ive never loved b4 like this. its under my skin. badly. both are. i know if i leave id eventually die of grief and depression from missin her.
but if i stay id die of frief and depression from missing the road. how does a man stand up to an insanity thats eatying away at his soul? ive tried just elavin. sayin fuck it and leave. 5 times i failed in that.
i come home missing her cuz i cant leave without her, but then i think im fine and i forget hitchhiking and hoppin for the time being but then it comes back and haunts me so painfully.
suicide just isnt the answer. but i fear that in the end this will rip my mind and heart apart. like im not suicidal in anyway. but how im feelin about her and the road its gonna be 24/7 till one is chosen. but if i never choose one?
fuck me.