There's Nothing Here for Me.
I finally realized, after a while of thinking about it without noticing it, that I love England; especially the city part, as in London. How do I know I love England? Dunno, I've never even been there, but I'd love to go there. I'm so sick of this american lazy way of life, maybe there will be different, you never know. Everything around me sucks so much, most people, places, peoples attitudes, and habits.
What's chicopee's number one habit? Drugs... Everybod in this whole god damn city does drugs, for god sakes even teachers smoke pot or whatever, what kind of example are they setting? I'm probably sounding like an old strict man right now, but it's true. I'm just so sick of everything around me, nothing's here for me. Everybody around here is such a dick to everyone, and nobody looks passed what their looking at, as in like actually thinking about something before they instantly judge them/it. Not to mention everybody has this "don't care, don't give a shit about anything" attitude. I can't say much about that, because at the moment I'm like that too, and I will be 'til I leave this god forsaken place. Just thought I'd blow off some steam.
Good Day.
What's chicopee's number one habit? Drugs... Everybod in this whole god damn city does drugs, for god sakes even teachers smoke pot or whatever, what kind of example are they setting? I'm probably sounding like an old strict man right now, but it's true. I'm just so sick of everything around me, nothing's here for me. Everybody around here is such a dick to everyone, and nobody looks passed what their looking at, as in like actually thinking about something before they instantly judge them/it. Not to mention everybody has this "don't care, don't give a shit about anything" attitude. I can't say much about that, because at the moment I'm like that too, and I will be 'til I leave this god forsaken place. Just thought I'd blow off some steam.
Good Day.