if i were you id call back at a different time
everything happens for a reason right?
i mean everybody and everything is ultimatly building toward an end.
its just how you use your little but neglectful time on this place.
but then again in a million years is anyone goin to remeber what your gpa
was or how many kids you had? no prolly not so fuck it. right? a year ago
i was a completly 100% different from the man who sits her today slappin
his calasis hands in a fury that only compares to the autisitic rage that one
may aquire from putting the wrong shape in its designated hole.
now that i have found my catalyst my family.
things seem harder theres more pressure
if i fuck up my life before id be content with dying in an allyway.
but now im apart of something bigger than myself.
and it constantly fells like i fall short of whats expected of me i try and try and still im an asshole.
all i want out of life is to be able to provide for my family and give them everything they could ever want out of life.
it seems like ill never be the perfect man.
but i want to be more than anything
im sorry.
i love you.