I'm being a dick to myself

May 09, 2006 23:18

I feel like writing. It could be nice to get some things out.

Ever since I started caring, I've experienced problems and emotions that I had never wanted to feel. They had always seemed awkward and pointless, but there are some good points to them. Unfortunately, the truth of the matter is that the bad most definately out weighs the good.

It's not that I dont want to live in an ugly city for the next four years of my life, most likely with no one to share my experiences with, but it's simply the fact that I'm worrying about it that bothers me. I miss the days when my only concerns were staying alive, and if i got to skateboard, or something to make my time a little more enjoyable.

These days have gone with my fat and are being stretched out as I have been. Thinking to myself, I concoct certain ideas about my situation, but when confronted either by the people, or simply the reality of what's going on, all hope is shot down and all that I can do is build that up again, trying to reinforce it but only leaving it weaker. Scotch tape and staples can only hold so much.

I guess for now that's all.
I hope you read this.
And I hope you understand.
I'm new to this.
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