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It's times like these that make me think how unfortunate it is that I DIDN'T waste my time doing surveys back in the day, since I could now have a nice four-year comparison, but oh well. It would still tell you I am gay. And upset and hating life and drinking too much. Whatever.
A lot of things in the world bother me. I can't really seem to change any of them, and I don't think that anyone would listen or care if I had the means to show them new things, if I somehow got a brain to work and be brilliant or whatever. My mom mentioned being "gainfully employed" by the time I am 25 and I said, "yeah right". I'll probably still live here. I'll probably still be doing a bunch of dumb bullshit.
Yeah, you know what? That Good Charlotte song is good. I can't even lie. It's terrible, of course, but also good. There are parts in the song that are terribly the WRONG way to live life, but the chorus knows what's up. Somehow.
But now it's time to rehash the past and play all those solitary mind games. Let's all cry about what is happening and do nothing to change it. Fear is a dangerous thing! How terrilbe that it will force all too many to waste away their lives. That favorite quote of mine that I've been telling everyone and not living by myself lately: "Who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived, or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?"
Dicks and shit.
Life is a joke, and I have a t-shirt to prove it. Just a worthless memory. Like all the others. The sunset is fake, how much time did I waste?
About to hit up a movie around 8 if anyone wants to hold my hand during the scary parts. That's only in the fake movie world, though. I have that thing where I could cry during the introduction to a movie or even the credits and somehow feel nothing about my own life.
Well, just do it so I'll be mad, you'll be gone.
Oh, and I have a ton of shit that is only holding me down, so if anyone wants to get some free (or SUPER cheap) CDs and/or DVDs and/or books and/or anything, let me know. I will also accept food, drinks, or kisses.
It only gets weirder from here.
A lot of things in the world bother me. I can't really seem to change any of them, and I don't think that anyone would listen or care if I had the means to show them new things, if I somehow got a brain to work and be brilliant or whatever. My mom mentioned being "gainfully employed" by the time I am 25 and I said, "yeah right". I'll probably still live here. I'll probably still be doing a bunch of dumb bullshit.
Yeah, you know what? That Good Charlotte song is good. I can't even lie. It's terrible, of course, but also good. There are parts in the song that are terribly the WRONG way to live life, but the chorus knows what's up. Somehow.
But now it's time to rehash the past and play all those solitary mind games. Let's all cry about what is happening and do nothing to change it. Fear is a dangerous thing! How terrilbe that it will force all too many to waste away their lives. That favorite quote of mine that I've been telling everyone and not living by myself lately: "Who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived, or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?"
Dicks and shit.
Life is a joke, and I have a t-shirt to prove it. Just a worthless memory. Like all the others. The sunset is fake, how much time did I waste?
About to hit up a movie around 8 if anyone wants to hold my hand during the scary parts. That's only in the fake movie world, though. I have that thing where I could cry during the introduction to a movie or even the credits and somehow feel nothing about my own life.
Well, just do it so I'll be mad, you'll be gone.
Oh, and I have a ton of shit that is only holding me down, so if anyone wants to get some free (or SUPER cheap) CDs and/or DVDs and/or books and/or anything, let me know. I will also accept food, drinks, or kisses.
It only gets weirder from here.