Can I Share Something?
I'm scared.
I'm scared to graduate from college. How long will it take to find a job? What job am I going to find? Where is this job gonna be? How am I going to do when it's just me by myself?
I'm scared that I'll never find love again. I'm scared that I will find love again. I think we can skip over that bit of circular paradoxical logic.
I'd like to think of myself a pretty solid guy. I've been through a lot. I've experienced many things. Things that very few people ever experience. There are so many things that could still happen in my life or happen again and be awesome!
I think I'm more afraid that this is it. I've peaked and all the really awesome stuff that I'll ever experience has already happened. If that's true then part of me wonders why even keep going?
I hate when winter approaches. It's only September and I'm already starting to get depressed and feel like life is an exercise in futility.
Yeah, Justin... sit here and bitch, because that's always fixed things the past! And thus begins the hypocritical, 'It's okay when someone else needs to complain and get something off their chest but it's not okay for you to do it. Grew up and grow a pair, you whiny little bitch!'
*sigh*
Sometimes I'm not very nice to myself. :/
I'm scared to graduate from college. How long will it take to find a job? What job am I going to find? Where is this job gonna be? How am I going to do when it's just me by myself?
I'm scared that I'll never find love again. I'm scared that I will find love again. I think we can skip over that bit of circular paradoxical logic.
I'd like to think of myself a pretty solid guy. I've been through a lot. I've experienced many things. Things that very few people ever experience. There are so many things that could still happen in my life or happen again and be awesome!
I think I'm more afraid that this is it. I've peaked and all the really awesome stuff that I'll ever experience has already happened. If that's true then part of me wonders why even keep going?
I hate when winter approaches. It's only September and I'm already starting to get depressed and feel like life is an exercise in futility.
Yeah, Justin... sit here and bitch, because that's always fixed things the past! And thus begins the hypocritical, 'It's okay when someone else needs to complain and get something off their chest but it's not okay for you to do it. Grew up and grow a pair, you whiny little bitch!'
*sigh*
Sometimes I'm not very nice to myself. :/