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I'm going to rant. Are you ready for this?
Life is alright. I feel like I'm stuck and everything in my world, in my mind, in my heart is telling me that something needs to change. I feel like I have no where to go. I'm tired of the same four walls and at times, when I'm sober, I feel like they are closing in on me. My sister went to jail. Long story, if you're really that interested ask me. Shes out but let me just say that, if you don't learn from the past, you're doomed to repeat it. What honestly makes ME think that what I'm doing is a different way out. Life is a cycle. You are born, you live, you die, but you start dying the instant you are born. Every day we are one step closer to death. I just want someone to pat me on the back and say to me, "i love you, you're doing wonderfully, and you're making the right decisions FOR YOU." Yeah, for me.
I just want to know that I'm going somewhere. My dads mom passed away a few minutes ago and the old lady and I did not get along. Last time I saw her, she called me some very mean things and asked me not to come back to her house. I told her I would see her at her funeral. There will be no such thing for her because she felt it was a waste of money. Thats fine. Some people want to live life and are brought down by things that don't allow them to live the way that they want. Some people go through life living consequence-free. Some people enjoy life because they've built it for themselves. And some people, trudge (my word for the day) through life waiting to die. THATS LAME. Here we are, as 20 somethings, struggling to find our niche, our order for life and wondering each day what it is that we are going to end up doing, and hoping to find ourselves happy. But, what makes me happy might not make you happy. And what makes you happy might not make the next person happy. Is happiness overrated? Why can't we just be content. Keep on keepin on, I guess.
Life gets overwhelming, but its my life, and I want to live it the way that I want. I want to provide myself with unlimited resources, things to do, people to love, money to spend, and happiness in abundance. I don't think that is too much to ask. The key to it is that I HAVE TO DO IT. I have to excell because no one is going to do it for me. F-U-C-K. I need a vacation. I need something other than what I have. Sandy beaches. Work, home, work, home, work, home, sleep. I need something more. I want something more. Stability. Where do I go from here. FUCK AGAIN. I guess I'm done. I have to get ready for work. WORK WORK WORK. I'd much rather DRINK DRINK SMOKE. Kay thanks. This ends my rant. I miss you all. <3
Life is alright. I feel like I'm stuck and everything in my world, in my mind, in my heart is telling me that something needs to change. I feel like I have no where to go. I'm tired of the same four walls and at times, when I'm sober, I feel like they are closing in on me. My sister went to jail. Long story, if you're really that interested ask me. Shes out but let me just say that, if you don't learn from the past, you're doomed to repeat it. What honestly makes ME think that what I'm doing is a different way out. Life is a cycle. You are born, you live, you die, but you start dying the instant you are born. Every day we are one step closer to death. I just want someone to pat me on the back and say to me, "i love you, you're doing wonderfully, and you're making the right decisions FOR YOU." Yeah, for me.
I just want to know that I'm going somewhere. My dads mom passed away a few minutes ago and the old lady and I did not get along. Last time I saw her, she called me some very mean things and asked me not to come back to her house. I told her I would see her at her funeral. There will be no such thing for her because she felt it was a waste of money. Thats fine. Some people want to live life and are brought down by things that don't allow them to live the way that they want. Some people go through life living consequence-free. Some people enjoy life because they've built it for themselves. And some people, trudge (my word for the day) through life waiting to die. THATS LAME. Here we are, as 20 somethings, struggling to find our niche, our order for life and wondering each day what it is that we are going to end up doing, and hoping to find ourselves happy. But, what makes me happy might not make you happy. And what makes you happy might not make the next person happy. Is happiness overrated? Why can't we just be content. Keep on keepin on, I guess.
Life gets overwhelming, but its my life, and I want to live it the way that I want. I want to provide myself with unlimited resources, things to do, people to love, money to spend, and happiness in abundance. I don't think that is too much to ask. The key to it is that I HAVE TO DO IT. I have to excell because no one is going to do it for me. F-U-C-K. I need a vacation. I need something other than what I have. Sandy beaches. Work, home, work, home, work, home, sleep. I need something more. I want something more. Stability. Where do I go from here. FUCK AGAIN. I guess I'm done. I have to get ready for work. WORK WORK WORK. I'd much rather DRINK DRINK SMOKE. Kay thanks. This ends my rant. I miss you all. <3