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The Enemy of the Good

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#1000 & A List of Demands

"Too many hands on my time
Too many feelings—
Too many things on my mind

I want to be left alone.
I want to be understood.
I want to be held.
I want to be able to speak my mind and not have people hate me or think I hate them.
I want to see myself as clearly as I see others.
I want to not need people.
I want people to come to me when I need them.
I want people to need me.
"I want you... to want me."
I want a save state and a fast-forward button, not just in my emulators.
I want to go out in public and not have people say "Do we know him?" ever. It's not clever of you.
I want to believe in love.
I want to have all the time in the world, because I can read without my glasses. For now.
I want to know you better. As a person; not just a set of motives.
I want more music.
I want to enjoy alcohol.
I want women to find me irresistible, but not too irresistible.
I want to be clever but not so clever it's fucking annoying.
I want to know what people think of me.
I want not to care, though.
I want a change of scenery.
I want to see you more often.
I want to put you in your place and then show you that that place is not so bad.
I want the Cowboy Bebop DVDs.
I want also a DVD player.
I want my own place, but not a house out in Hackensack-ack-ack-ack.
I want out of New Jersey.
I want two children.
I want a wife who will understand, most of the time.
I want to return the favor.
I want to raise hell, Pokèmon, and the bar.
I want to learn to use my powers more for me and less for good or evil.
I want what he's having.
I want to know what I want, and then seize it.
I want you to back the fuck off.
I want you intrigued enough to care.
I want to tear down the wall and bare my soul until it burns.
I want to make you proud.
I want to make you laugh.
I want to make your day.
I want you to stop blaming.
I want to attend my own funeral.
I want to donate my body to cannibalism for anyone curious when I die.
I want to kill, if only just once.
I want to face my fears but I fear I've faced them all already.
I want you to earn my respect.
I want you to look up to me, and not because I'm tall.
I want to die, and die well.
I want to see what the future holds.
I want to sit down with a good book. One that I wrote.
I want to be a paperback writer, failing that.
I want you to come back and read this later, when you're more receptive.
I want to be happy.
I want to save the day.
I want to be believed and believed in.
I want my damn degree.
I want you to get out of my way.
I want Zen.
I want to touch God emotionally.
I want to dance. Often.
I want her to love me.
I want to be a good father, and not just for eight to ten years.
I want to know my grandchildren. Really know them.
I want to grow old gracefully.
I want to take care of myself.
I want to not be bothered.
I want patience. In everyone.
I want to detach myself from living so I can start feeling.
I want not to hurt you.
I want neemo to come back soon. But not too soon. She's having fun and all.
I want to find myself behind the wheel of a large automobile.
I want pussy and cars.
I want a 24 hr alarm clock. None of this AM/PM bullshit.
I want paint the color of space.
I want a pet singularity.
I want the owner's manual for one, too.
I want to be this generation's Jesus.
I want my skin to clear up.
I want whatever's going to happen to just hurry up and happen already.
I want to take charge without doing so.
I want to provoke thought.
I want to inspire growth.
I want to teach by example.
I want to learn from my mistakes.
I want each moment to last forever.
I want what I can't have.
I want you to stop saying I'm on crack when I worked hard to be this way naturally without relying on drugs as a crutch.
I want to put a new spin on an old tale.
I want to see the world, but not if it's all going to be depressingly the same.
I want to know how to say: "HOW ARE YOU GENTLEMEN !!" in every language.
I want an end to cel phone usage.
I want to know what the fuck you were thinking when you did that so I can use it as my alibi when I do the same thing.
I want you to try to spell better.
I want to hold up my end of the bargain.
I want things to just come to me, like magic.
I want to be special, and not like everyone else, either. I want to be uniquely special.
I want to sell a million records, and not by working at Tower, either.
I want you to be a better person.
I want it now.
I want to thank those of you who are still reading this.
I want to say fuck you to the skimmers who are just looking for themselves to be mentioned.
I want to meet another girl whose favorite movie is Shallow Grave, but this one won't smoke and will be single.
I want someone who is funny, but not funnier than I am.
I want people in Europe to stop driving those ridiculously tiny cars down their ridiculously tiny "streets."
I want the suitcase fulla diamonds.
I want to sacrifice Baal to himself.
I want to know who was first to make a Camryn Manheim Steamroller joke.
I want to fly.
I want support.
I want terrorists' blood. And by terrorists I mean the people in the media whose job it is to make us scared.
I want to say more.
I want an end to this.
I want to begin again.

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