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Do you ever know something isn't right, but feel like it can be? I feel that way currently. About damn near everything. I'm tryin' to cope with this. It's a lot of bullshit and sometimes I just wish I had someone around that understood it all and could give me a little boost when I get to feelin' down.
But I don't...so it's my job to fight thru it and deal with it all by myself. But I'm tired of battlin' the world alone, and it's my own damn fault 'cause I was too busy tryin' to be a singles rather than scourin' the globe lookin'for a solid tag team partner. It just sucks man, to love something you can't have. To love something that you feel exists but you know it very well may not. It's like bein' in love with a ghost. Or tryin' to bottle the wind. Or just...I dunno. It's all out of whack and it shouldn't be, because if it was in whack maybe it'd be amazing. Or who knows? Maybe it wouldn't, but maybe the cookie will bounce my way one of these days, or maybe I just hafta chase after the cookie as it slowly rolls away.
I just feel like I'm wastin' time. And that's always been something I've been stellar at and prided myself upon, 'cause hell what's the rush ya know? But I just don't wanna lose it again. It could be all in my head and I'm fightin' for a losin' cause. Don't give a shit. I gotta know. One of these days.
What's the point of it all? To be happy right? I'm not happy. So I should chase things that do make me happy and regardless of whether or not that can sustain that happiness or live up to its lofty expectations, it could possibily exceed them. Or be worse than I ever imagined. Who knows.
I believe it was Thomas Edison who said discontent is the first necessity of progress. And I'm quite discontented. About the majority of my life. So in a small way, I 'spose that's progress.
Sore-ree for the ramble, sometimes that's just how my noggin' processes things. No one will get it, they very rarely do. But I get it, I just can't figure it out. Night friends.
But I don't...so it's my job to fight thru it and deal with it all by myself. But I'm tired of battlin' the world alone, and it's my own damn fault 'cause I was too busy tryin' to be a singles rather than scourin' the globe lookin'for a solid tag team partner. It just sucks man, to love something you can't have. To love something that you feel exists but you know it very well may not. It's like bein' in love with a ghost. Or tryin' to bottle the wind. Or just...I dunno. It's all out of whack and it shouldn't be, because if it was in whack maybe it'd be amazing. Or who knows? Maybe it wouldn't, but maybe the cookie will bounce my way one of these days, or maybe I just hafta chase after the cookie as it slowly rolls away.
I just feel like I'm wastin' time. And that's always been something I've been stellar at and prided myself upon, 'cause hell what's the rush ya know? But I just don't wanna lose it again. It could be all in my head and I'm fightin' for a losin' cause. Don't give a shit. I gotta know. One of these days.
What's the point of it all? To be happy right? I'm not happy. So I should chase things that do make me happy and regardless of whether or not that can sustain that happiness or live up to its lofty expectations, it could possibily exceed them. Or be worse than I ever imagined. Who knows.
I believe it was Thomas Edison who said discontent is the first necessity of progress. And I'm quite discontented. About the majority of my life. So in a small way, I 'spose that's progress.
Sore-ree for the ramble, sometimes that's just how my noggin' processes things. No one will get it, they very rarely do. But I get it, I just can't figure it out. Night friends.