Where is the person I want to be?
How come I'm not happy with me? I'm 21 tomorrow, my bestfriends are here for the holidays and my birthday. The girl I love, I don't think she loves me. She wants me to change, basicly, everything about me. I have to be jacked and ripped, I have to be like I was in high school, the worlds biggest prick. She's not happy with the man I am now. But I can't help loving her. Sometimes I wish I never did, but then I think about her and I fall in love again. I need to move on, I think. I wish someone could introduce me to new people, I want to meet someone new... I would rather not meet them in the bar. Why couldn't I be like everyone else... Most people have a future... I don't want a future, I don't want anything to do with me. I wish I could be happy, but I'm not. Happy fucking Birthday Bryan.... What a Merry Christmas I will be having. Sorry for the shitty post, but I needed to get it out. ~B