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Okay. Good. Are you sure? I mean, are we okay? As in OK. Or is it more like 'okay enough'. I have that effect. As long as you're okay with everything, then okay. I mean there's your ok, my ok, our ok, but more importantly, there's the bigger ok. As long as everything is okay, and you're okay with that, then I'm okay, too. In the big picture. Day to day I'm not okay, but that's okay too. We all know I'm less than okay. NFOK. I'm not sure I've ever been okay. Maybe I have. What's the measure, the yardstick, the objective tool? Okay, enough. See?
I'm NOT fucking okay. I know I said i was but that was before the steroids and my almost overwhelming need to kick someone's ass. That's not okay. Unless the person likes a good ass kicking. Then it's okay, ok? So you see alright. You can be okay one minute and say, "Yep i'm ok," and then WHAM, you're not, so don't feel bad beause I'm with you now.
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