Hmmmm.........
Its long and pointless. . . .
What happens when the only person that can understand your self-destruction and possibly prevent that destruction is a thousand miles away in some brainwashing boot camp. I can't ask her to fix this problem it has been years of accumilative bad desicions which have lead to these horrible feelings. When she comes back it will be a time for her to hang out with her friends and try to be happy and my complaining will not be much help to her. I'm just very tired of complaining, it has changed nothing. I tired of people asking me what they can do to help. The rumors of me being some kind of God damn man-whore are flying around everywhere. Every person i've met lately have all asked the same question. "Are you Wes?. . . . The Ass hole Wes." I guess Tyanda came out smelling like a rose through this whole deal. She got rid of me kept our daughter got a new boyfriend and she's living it up. It seems my torment is what Tyanda needs to make herself happy. Everything i've become has been a direct result of the pain she caused, yet I am the bad guy. Everyone who has never been through this situation is pointing fingers at me labeling me the bad guy. Well fuck you guys, every last one of you. But anyway. I've felt rather crappy lately, my energy is non-exsistant and it pretty much hurts to even walk but i'm not worried about it nor do i expect anyone else to be worried about it. I'm seriously thinking about saving up what money i have and just leaving this entire state, i've lost just about everything a person could possibly lose so why not go somewhere new and try to find new things. By the way Zoloft is a bitch, it hasn't made me more depressed like studies show but it has made me not want to do a fucking thing. But anyway fuck life, fuck friends(atleast the fake ones, to all the real niggas who have been there much love), fuck everything and anything. I'm tired and worthless and i give the fuck up!!
-Wes
What happens when the only person that can understand your self-destruction and possibly prevent that destruction is a thousand miles away in some brainwashing boot camp. I can't ask her to fix this problem it has been years of accumilative bad desicions which have lead to these horrible feelings. When she comes back it will be a time for her to hang out with her friends and try to be happy and my complaining will not be much help to her. I'm just very tired of complaining, it has changed nothing. I tired of people asking me what they can do to help. The rumors of me being some kind of God damn man-whore are flying around everywhere. Every person i've met lately have all asked the same question. "Are you Wes?. . . . The Ass hole Wes." I guess Tyanda came out smelling like a rose through this whole deal. She got rid of me kept our daughter got a new boyfriend and she's living it up. It seems my torment is what Tyanda needs to make herself happy. Everything i've become has been a direct result of the pain she caused, yet I am the bad guy. Everyone who has never been through this situation is pointing fingers at me labeling me the bad guy. Well fuck you guys, every last one of you. But anyway. I've felt rather crappy lately, my energy is non-exsistant and it pretty much hurts to even walk but i'm not worried about it nor do i expect anyone else to be worried about it. I'm seriously thinking about saving up what money i have and just leaving this entire state, i've lost just about everything a person could possibly lose so why not go somewhere new and try to find new things. By the way Zoloft is a bitch, it hasn't made me more depressed like studies show but it has made me not want to do a fucking thing. But anyway fuck life, fuck friends(atleast the fake ones, to all the real niggas who have been there much love), fuck everything and anything. I'm tired and worthless and i give the fuck up!!
-Wes