Nearing the end...
The fights with mom are getting worse. I'm crying over my own weakness, my own flaws. I want to a knife to myself and dig all of that out. I want to rid myself of weakness, I want to stop feeling like a failure. As MUCH as I want that, I can't just simply smile into the mirror and gain the confidence I need to even think I'll stand a chance of doing anything, of becoming someone at all. She seems to think I have this magical switch that just turns the repsonsibility on and off, and that I can instantly get a job. I don't work that way, at all. And as for Jim and the rest of them, who cares? Here's my opinion, they started dating last year. And she immediately jumps into a serious relationship. BAD MOVE. Why? Simple. You haven't played the game in the while, you're rusty. It wasn't even two weeks and the old bastard says "I love you"? That's fucking bullshit. B-u-l-l-shit.
So.
Now.
6 muscle relaxants.
I might make it,
I might not..
I probably will, but just in case,
I'm sorry, for being a failure.
So.
Now.
6 muscle relaxants.
I might make it,
I might not..
I probably will, but just in case,
I'm sorry, for being a failure.