Fake Ambition

I often wonder if ambition is just a brainwasher's legacy unfolding.
We all know the types. "I wanna be a doctor, a policeman, a Bieber or Saddam!"
What did your parents do for a living?
"My daddy is a doctor and a policeman by night who sings in a bunker on Wednesdays." Shocker!
I don't know how I did but it seems that somewhere along the line I allowed my own thoughts to come to the fore. Okay, I wasn't brainwashed by my parents. My mother was too busy trying not to get beaten to impart her 16 year old wisdom upon us. Although I wouldn't mind a bucket of KFC right now.

Honestly, I don't mean this in any kind of feel good indie movie way. My sole ambition in life is to be happy. Of course I would like a huge fuck off house, 97 cars and a fridge that feeds me when I'm drunk. Really though, wouldn't you like to wake up with a smile because everything in your life is fucking awesome. Whether it's a partner that makes you feel this way, a job or a Real Doll with blow job lips, it doesn't matter.
Yeah, yeah "If I had 97 cars and pool shaped like a vagina I would be the happiest man alive."
Maybe, but you could still be lonely. Look at all these celebrity fuck ups. They have everything they thought they ever wanted, yet they're still overdosing and dorming with crackheads.

All I am saying is, rethink what you truly want from your life because it is attainable.
No matter what shit God, Allah or your dad throws at you, say FUCK YOU,  I like working at the tampon recycling factory and Bernhard is a sensual lover. If that's what makes you happy, how can anyone else tell you that's not for you?

Quick heads up though, If you take crack you might want to listen to someone other than that chap who lurks in the alley.