I'm still not dead...
well...since it has been requested that i post an update...here it goes
(anyone who does not want to see any foul language...click out now...u don't have to read my shit)
my life is a mess as said moment. i really realize how few people i had that gave a damn about me. i feel as if the friendships i made in high school are a bunch of lies and bullshit. people are cruel. really and truly. and my youth group which is suppose to care so much about one another...yeah, that's a load of shit too. and i think i have had maybe 4 people from the group speak to me. even then there were no questions of how i was, or where i had been. makes me realize that maybe just maybe they really are a bunch of posers as was once offered up as a suggestion to my mind. it's funny how turning one's back on the truth makes the truth seem non-existant...
but in the end...all things come around to face reality. and the reality of the matter is that for once in my life, i thought i would be completely content...but a string of events have brought me full face around, and i just want to scream. life is a bitch. end of story. there is no such thing as making everyone happy. there is no such thing as true love. there is no happy medium. no real friend...just a bunch of lies, hurt and other such bullshit things which somehow manipulate the mind so as one could think they have found answers that never exist. life is fucked. really...i mean...if someone had told me a year ago, this is where i would be...i would tell them they were crazy...but now...i think i am the crazy one...damn...
"this was no accident...this was a theraputic chain of events..."
if u think that u give enough of a damn to try and help, comment...i won't be answering personal questions for the world to see cuz it's none of their business...but i still think there might be some out there that care....we'll see tho..
<3
(anyone who does not want to see any foul language...click out now...u don't have to read my shit)
my life is a mess as said moment. i really realize how few people i had that gave a damn about me. i feel as if the friendships i made in high school are a bunch of lies and bullshit. people are cruel. really and truly. and my youth group which is suppose to care so much about one another...yeah, that's a load of shit too. and i think i have had maybe 4 people from the group speak to me. even then there were no questions of how i was, or where i had been. makes me realize that maybe just maybe they really are a bunch of posers as was once offered up as a suggestion to my mind. it's funny how turning one's back on the truth makes the truth seem non-existant...
but in the end...all things come around to face reality. and the reality of the matter is that for once in my life, i thought i would be completely content...but a string of events have brought me full face around, and i just want to scream. life is a bitch. end of story. there is no such thing as making everyone happy. there is no such thing as true love. there is no happy medium. no real friend...just a bunch of lies, hurt and other such bullshit things which somehow manipulate the mind so as one could think they have found answers that never exist. life is fucked. really...i mean...if someone had told me a year ago, this is where i would be...i would tell them they were crazy...but now...i think i am the crazy one...damn...
"this was no accident...this was a theraputic chain of events..."
if u think that u give enough of a damn to try and help, comment...i won't be answering personal questions for the world to see cuz it's none of their business...but i still think there might be some out there that care....we'll see tho..
<3