Life Wanted
I feel like posting an ad in the newspaper's classified section stating "Looking for someone selling a life because I'm trying to get one." I hear about guys talk about their girlfriends and hear how my other friends talk about going to dances or hanging out some place with their friends at school. My friends either work, are too busy, or live too far away to visit. It's hard to group together and act like a bunch of teenagers. It's like our lives are centered around work. It's not even a life at all.
The other day my friend said: maybe the reason I'm so sad and depressed and bitter is because I take life to seriously and I need to learn to have fun. At that exact moment I felt like if I heard someone tell me one more time to enjoy life (as though it's so easily for everyone) I would shoot somebody. If not shoot somebody that same day (for lack of a gun), I'd go and find a gun and then shoot somebody...or more than just one person. Not shoot to kill, but shoot to harm and cause pain slowly as the bullet penitrates human flesh. Shoot to watch all the blood gush everywhere as they lean against lockers to gain stability even though they're dizzy as hell.
I didn't mean for this post to go all blood lust, so back to topic. Life: need to get one.
And what's up with sitcoms playing music from my ipod? First The Bravery in Cold Case now Travis in Samantha Who. What the...
The other day my friend said: maybe the reason I'm so sad and depressed and bitter is because I take life to seriously and I need to learn to have fun. At that exact moment I felt like if I heard someone tell me one more time to enjoy life (as though it's so easily for everyone) I would shoot somebody. If not shoot somebody that same day (for lack of a gun), I'd go and find a gun and then shoot somebody...or more than just one person. Not shoot to kill, but shoot to harm and cause pain slowly as the bullet penitrates human flesh. Shoot to watch all the blood gush everywhere as they lean against lockers to gain stability even though they're dizzy as hell.
I didn't mean for this post to go all blood lust, so back to topic. Life: need to get one.
And what's up with sitcoms playing music from my ipod? First The Bravery in Cold Case now Travis in Samantha Who. What the...