The rants of a fucked up mind..
So, im really likin this not being a pothead. However, no one believes that i quit:(. So anyways I think that heroin looks very appealing as a drug. Why do things so good, or so enjoyable have such awful reprocussion? I think im going to the play tomorrow, anyone know what time it'll end? Or wanna gimme a ride home? yeah, im very confused....my life is at a fucked up situation. I had alot of dreams, and with this school year, most of them look dashed, im quite disturbed by that. I wish i had less indecision in my life. I have some odd issues to take care, but why the fuck do you care, no one reads this shit anyways, Im just a fucking loser, thats it...Ill take my rants to bed with me, and smother them with a pillow, maybe ill get rid of them...IM sorry im an emo kid, through and through. But why aren't there more highly intellectual people here. I need someone to swap ideas, true ideas, with. not someone who says "yeah, of coarse, exactly" and not someone thats so baligerant that they refuse to see any flaws in their thought. The fucking smartest people in the world just wouldnt get me, im so fucking lonely in a world of lost minds, wasted or put to use in uselessness, im fucking tired of it...