truly sorry
Everyone has a story to tell. Everyone has experienced bumps in this road we call life, and yet it is all a part of growing. Its what makes us into the people we will become years from now, when all of the frustrations of being a teenager turn into the frustrations of being an adult with responsibilities and a family to support. This is what life is and most of the time it gets the best of us. Its all just teenage bullshit. Im not to pleased how things have been lately. I seem to have a garage full of people every night and we are all gettin fucked up. Its not the people or the atmosphere, its me. i prefer just hangin out with a few people who i can sit down and have and interesting conversation with. Im the only person who has access to my mind, all of my ideas and feelings and past experiences are bottled up inside just waiting for someone who i can talk to. thats what i lack in my life as of right now. I have no one i can sit down and talk to when life gets tough. i just sit back and write and keep everything to myself and than try to put on a smile and entertain everyone i have over because im pretty sure they dont want me to bother them with my problems. its the only thing i can do i guess. i have come to the conclusion that we are all truly alone in life, no one can be trusted, no one can be loved. we are all alone and than we die. atleast thats how i look at it. But i guess it will pass, of course we are still young and still have epic lives to lead. Places to go, there so much out there in the world that i need to experience and its hard when im stuck in lake mary with no car and no job.