You know
There are times when I wish nothing more than to be a robot. I think it would be liberating to cut out all the emotional drama bullshit, and feelings, and eating, and all that shit. I'd like to be able to work and let my mind run full-open. Pour whatever fuel i need into my back, and then be able to work for hours straight. Right about now, that would be pretty sweet....and if i could get rid of this pussy-ass skin that would be good too. It tears way too easy.
I know the hard times, depression, and confusion are necessary, I'm just tired of it. I'm trying to figure out what the fuck is inside me that I need to get out, to become a better artist, to become a fuller human, and it appears as though I'm just fucking everything up. Well, they say the road to hell is paved with good intentions...
I know the hard times, depression, and confusion are necessary, I'm just tired of it. I'm trying to figure out what the fuck is inside me that I need to get out, to become a better artist, to become a fuller human, and it appears as though I'm just fucking everything up. Well, they say the road to hell is paved with good intentions...