Foreword (preview)

And so the adolescent soul sings tales of sorrow,
Promise, break thereof-fear of tomorrow.
It grows and trembles at society's whim,
Which spares not a single damned thing.
The heart is young and love being old,
The old a sceptic- the young a'bold-
And singing the same song sung.
Reader, the heart myogenic-
beats after the last breath of a lung.

Thou shalt gas thineself.

"I'm the shit. Why am I the shit you ask? I am the shit because I believe I'm the shit. Why do I believe I am the shit? I believe I am the shit because I remind myself every passing day that I am the epitome of badassery and "the shit-worthy" to the extent at which I stink like a suburbian sewer after an Indian restaurant sets up business in the area. I am the shit."

- Larry

It's perfectly fine to gas yourself up every now and again, if you don't do it who will? A lot of people need to learn to love themselves a lot more. Men, look in a mirror and tell yourselves that you see a bit of muscle through your shirt. Ladies, convince yourselves that you've gone up a cup size and that your waist are an eighth of an inch smaller than they were yesterday. I advocate all of this, what I do not advocate however is people gassing themselves and forcing that shit down people's throats, it's not cool and nobody will rate you for this.

Some bitches convince themselves within four seconds of conversation with a man that he got out of bed that morning purely with the intention of seeking her half decent arse out and chasing her cockteasing tail. If you have this mentality keep it to yourself because it will make people hate and talk behind your back, no matter how much your gassing reinforces your self esteem you need to remember that the world is cruel and it can easily knock that motherfucker down.

Love thineself, gas thineself- but force your fantasy down the general public's throats, thank you very much.