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Sup I'M JOHN VLADIMIR|WELCOME TO MY PERSONAL HELL|I LOVE MAKING SINS|AND WRITING ABOUT THEM

The sheep that absorbs all the wavelengths of light

"After all, the wool of a black sheep is just as warm" Ernest Lehman.

Usually, any creative writing starts with a quote that inspired them. Newsflash, I just Googled black sheep quotes. And here it is in all its glory.

As I was dumping fully naked, cap on top with a stick of cigar on an hour and a half past noon, It hit me "I am the black sheep of my family." I'm the guy that gets scolded by my techie granny on facebook whenever I post something that involves cussing,vices or non-socially relevant stuff in general. I'm the guy that chokes whenever certain stature in life are being talked upon and asked what the hell am I doing with my life. I'm the guy that hated coming out of the room if it doesn't involve me totally getting out of our familial premises.

Forgive my self-acclaimed titles but I was the popular kid in high school, the mischievous overachieving student, the quirky heartthrob, and the idealistic leader. Now I am the weird kid in college, the mischievous delinquent student, the quirky fat guy, and the idealistic activist. I went from being every parent's wet dream to every parent's refractory period after having a go for the third time.

Fellow black sheeps, I am telling you one big secret we should always keep in our hearts. Who do they tell their kids to not follow when playing out in the open? Who do they point at to not mimic such impulsive and rascal actions? Who do they stare at when they remind their kids that when they grow up they shouldn't be making the same mistakes as the person their staring? Us, asshole!

If there are lighthouses in the family, there wouldn't be if there are no darkness at all. We are the anti-beacon that tells our family to not pass by. We are the supermodel of all the bad clothes they shouldn't be wearing. We are the true unsung heroes in every family not the O Fucking W's. Some of us probably do not have a shred of love anymore for their family. But to me, I do. In fact I love them so much that it really hurts whenever I see their disappointed eyes upon me.  And if being the smoke that would suck all the odor after dumping on the C.R. is the role I should fill in. Then my love is shown on the most obscure way possible that I can.

Raise your hooves black sheep!!!

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