venting and if you cant take....
fuckyou.
my life is a constant mix of real and sureal.
i never know if im coming or going.
i never know if im up or down.
basically i never know.
my life is busy. constantly. from the moment i wake up. im busy. theres always people. everywere. and i hate it. but when i finally get home the first thing i do is call someone. and usually the second thing is see them . ive become so used to people in gereal im relying on them to be there. im never alone . i never think. as im typing this some one is here. watching me vent. do you notice the line were i said i never think? i dont remeber typing that or what it could possible mean. im a contained blast.
im fake from the moment i get to work. i smile. i ask people i dont know how their doing. and i never care. i tell people to enjoy their food knowing it was unsanitarily prepaird. i think im one of the few who know just how sick the world is. how disgusting and scummy people are. its the biggest fucking relief to not have personal expectaions. i dont expect any one to care about me or come back to me, hell i dont expect people to even like me. but in the same beat i dont care about people i dont go back to people, and i sure as hell dont like people. im slowly becoming something much different than what yoiu all know me as. ive always been the first person to call some one a cunt if i thought they were. but its going further than that now.
my mind is to quick to type everything i want to say... to even parafrase everythought i have right now would be next to endless.....
basically if you didnt get anything written above. im loosing ability to feel, think, even talk. pretty soon i dont think any of you will know me at all.
my life is a constant mix of real and sureal.
i never know if im coming or going.
i never know if im up or down.
basically i never know.
my life is busy. constantly. from the moment i wake up. im busy. theres always people. everywere. and i hate it. but when i finally get home the first thing i do is call someone. and usually the second thing is see them . ive become so used to people in gereal im relying on them to be there. im never alone . i never think. as im typing this some one is here. watching me vent. do you notice the line were i said i never think? i dont remeber typing that or what it could possible mean. im a contained blast.
im fake from the moment i get to work. i smile. i ask people i dont know how their doing. and i never care. i tell people to enjoy their food knowing it was unsanitarily prepaird. i think im one of the few who know just how sick the world is. how disgusting and scummy people are. its the biggest fucking relief to not have personal expectaions. i dont expect any one to care about me or come back to me, hell i dont expect people to even like me. but in the same beat i dont care about people i dont go back to people, and i sure as hell dont like people. im slowly becoming something much different than what yoiu all know me as. ive always been the first person to call some one a cunt if i thought they were. but its going further than that now.
my mind is to quick to type everything i want to say... to even parafrase everythought i have right now would be next to endless.....
basically if you didnt get anything written above. im loosing ability to feel, think, even talk. pretty soon i dont think any of you will know me at all.