I just can't look... it's killing me.
It’s been one of those days. For about a week. Or two. Maybe three.
It’s only when you see what you want on a daily basis that you realize you want it. I’d be fine with not knowing. Instead, this tiny monster is eating his way out of my lower esophagus slowly, only to tell me upon his exit that I blow. I seriously blow and I’m going to die alone, clutching a bag of marbles… my only worldly possession. Because that’s how much I blow.
All I know is that I scraped the shit out of my knuckles because of you. That when I opened my eyes I saw YOU and it freaked the shit out of me. You won’t stop fallowing me. Stop.
You’re the gay brother I never had yet if I see you walking with that bitch ONE MORE TIME I’m going to bust a cap. In her. General. Fucking. Direction.
Who cares if I’m wasting my youth on angst. At least it serves some purpose. It’s… like learning a really cool song on guitar, but by the time you can play it for someone its been like 14 years and you don’t really remember how it goes. So fuck it… I’m not going to get it while I can. Because I can’t. Or I would.
God, I’m annoying.
It’s only when you see what you want on a daily basis that you realize you want it. I’d be fine with not knowing. Instead, this tiny monster is eating his way out of my lower esophagus slowly, only to tell me upon his exit that I blow. I seriously blow and I’m going to die alone, clutching a bag of marbles… my only worldly possession. Because that’s how much I blow.
All I know is that I scraped the shit out of my knuckles because of you. That when I opened my eyes I saw YOU and it freaked the shit out of me. You won’t stop fallowing me. Stop.
You’re the gay brother I never had yet if I see you walking with that bitch ONE MORE TIME I’m going to bust a cap. In her. General. Fucking. Direction.
Who cares if I’m wasting my youth on angst. At least it serves some purpose. It’s… like learning a really cool song on guitar, but by the time you can play it for someone its been like 14 years and you don’t really remember how it goes. So fuck it… I’m not going to get it while I can. Because I can’t. Or I would.
God, I’m annoying.