Aug 06, 2005 05:34
"I guess I should write something. As every day passes, I feel less like myself. I hate the way I am. I always tell myself "today, I'm going to change this or this about myself" but I never do. I live each day afraid that I'll do something wrong, and as hard as I try to prevent it, I always fuck up."
I feel that in a way that totally matches everything said there, I find myself doing the SAME shit, just being alone smoking, contemplating shit like that and wanting to change things about me, I remember I used to be so much more into just.. learning, I had motivation and shit, and didn't turn into a lazy ass slob.
I think it's the fact that I don't do anything to stimulate myself anymore, I don't do a damn thing that interests me outside of playing the occasional video game.
My work is finally started to catch up, I've finally managed to establish a name for myself in the buisness, basically it's just typing, but I can bang that shit out and look Godly.
My quest for good things is looking better, if I can stop talking myself out of it.
But I got it figured out all, it's all mental, I think it's just the surrounding myself with bad habits and actions that make me a emo fuckball.
The fair is in town, I'm hitting that bitch up for some cotton candy.
Cotton candy rocks.