Crazy Carl 8 his heart out
Yeah, so, here i am. Work all day, and i come home to this computer... much like the one i sit at for half my day at work. 168 hours in the week... i work 40 of them, sleep for roughly 45 of them, sit in my cable-less apartment on with my guitars and my computer for for 25 of them, and see my gf for 24 of them if i'm lucky (doesn't happen often). I'm too broke to do anything nice for myself, or anyone else. Too self-conscious to go out into crowds. Too fat to fit in the clothes i used to wear. And not very social. It's probably my fault though for getting in this position. But man it just eats me.
The things i look forward to now are talking to my gf when i get home from work.... and seeing her on the weekends. And who knows, 4 months from now, we might be living together...... that's if she can handle my boring life for a while. I've come to find that the only thing certain is change. Hopefully it's for the better though.
I've been here all night with no one to talk to, and i'm tired. So i will go to bed. I just wish i could smile today once at least.
Love always,
Nicholas Cain
The things i look forward to now are talking to my gf when i get home from work.... and seeing her on the weekends. And who knows, 4 months from now, we might be living together...... that's if she can handle my boring life for a while. I've come to find that the only thing certain is change. Hopefully it's for the better though.
I've been here all night with no one to talk to, and i'm tired. So i will go to bed. I just wish i could smile today once at least.
Love always,
Nicholas Cain