Nov 14, 2008 22:27
so i just dumped on my sister and it felt reall fucking great so i decided to post the rant and rave on.
i'm just stressed about work and trying to get a little money saved. I couldn't save a dime if i gorilla glued it to my forehead. I think the problem is that I've been dreaming about where i want to get in life for 5 years and now i'm killing myself to get nowhere.
I am not an unstoppable force, and the lord is an unmovable wall.
i've never been happier than when i didn't need money. now i still don't want money, and i'm making myself sick to get it. none of it makes sense. all those years on the street traveling from place to place and i never had a concern for food or money. now I'm breaking my back to achieve a dream that depends on people who don't give a damn! where did i sell my soul and what's the return policy?
i keep hearing mom tell me how much "i've changed" next time i see her, how much I've "grown up" and i think it's just the fact that i've stopped smiling. most people irritate me to no end, i avoid conversations because my opinions aren't ...right. i'm just tired of being around these people maybe, i don't know.