Jan 03, 2010 16:08
Adulthood means chronic depression with a side of insanity. So prepare yourself for years full of disappointment and aggression. Two years of adulthood has lead me to debt and the occasional suicidal tendancies. Worse is pretending that you are happy or content with the fact that your life is slowly drowning in a hole of despare. What a life? Over processing on how to survive and barely being able to function really sounds like so much to look forward to. And I have YEARS to go. Oh the glory.
Joe and I are still close. He is gone now but we still talk. I think I am falling but he doesn't want me. I guess that is a nother thing to look forward to. Constant rejection of guys that you think are the one. What a life.
School starts tomorrow. My car insurance from California is going to pay for the car, so I am happy about that. I cried. I guess thats one less thing I have to worry about. Now I just need a job and my own car. This is why I would be better off dead. Nothing to worry about and I could be a lifeless soul roaming the earth and the sky being carefree and not having to think about school/work/insurance/men/money and just about anything. All that would matter would be my happiness. If you think you can do that now, you have to be insane, like clinically insane.
I can't wait till I am in my 70's and my life is about to end and I already know what happens. If I am lucky I will be dead by then.
I always wanted to have kids when I am older to. I love kids. I want to have like 3 of my own, but why bring innocent lives into such a destructive world?
I hate life.