Anal intruder

I am 39 years old. Time is running. I have not been able to recreate my father´s dreams. This mediocre existence make to believe in diverse types of drugs and religions. I hide myself and my project. A living failure. The condition or fact of not achieving the desired end or ends: the failure of an experiment. I try to lie myself. Be like Budha, Jesus, Ramana. Be a perfect failure. Be something valuable. Be nothing. Don´t stay faking a theory. I don´t have it. I am just waiting for a lucky strike (I don´t smoke). Death is a great alibi. Where is my father?. Who is going to say me, you are not such a shit?. Love and deth are two friends and they will help me. I hate that word: success. That is all what we all are looking for. This doesn´t make sense. I walk to my video store. It is time to rent, again, ANAL INTRUDER. Failure and failure... Just joking and testing Analytics.