Blah.
I don't know why but I'm having a really crappy day.
Somehow I came across this quote and it kind of just made me stop and think for a minute....
"Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got."
Kinda sounds stupid I guess....But it just made me stop and think for a few. Kinda interesting.
Here's another one for you. (I say you like there's someone there or like anyone actually reads this crap.)
"If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging."
I'm pretty sure I just stopped dealing with my life. I've forgotten how to cope. I've been so angry for so long and when I woke up from my coma I didn't know what to do or how to deal anymore. I just am. Simple as that. I have my boyfriend...My family....and people that I'd like to call friends but don't ever seem to be around when I really need them. What does that leave me with? Not a whole helluva lot. I miss hanging out with different people every night. I miss terrorizing the town. I miss being young and stupid and not being afraid to screw up. And now it's all the opposite. I'm afraid everyday of doing something wrong. I'm afraid of what tomorrow brings. I'm afraid to talk to people. I'm afraid to look my demons in the face. I'm afraid to not be the coward that I know I am. I'm just afraid.
I don't want to be this pathetic person I turned into. I used to have potential. I used to have a personality. I used to have some self confidence. And what was I left with? Nothing. I had to start all over because I let it all get taken away from me. Every thing I held dear to me has vanished. I'm not trying to get attention...I'm not looking for pity...I'm just having a bad fucking day and today it's all the world's fault. Why? Just because.
I hate who I am. People say "The only one who can change you, is you." You do it then. If it's so damn easy than you fucking do it. I don't want to hear about how I can change. I don't want to hear about you're perfect the way you are. If I'm so fucking perfect than why do I feel this way? Why have I become this lazy hermit with no life, no job, and no friends? I don't hate anyone but myself. I don't blame anyone but myself. (Even if I did just say I blame the world. We all know that's a crock of shit.) I just hate everything.
Song of the Damned Day:
This World will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong
Who would have guessed it
I will not leave alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like it's not too late
It's never too late
Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late
Somehow I came across this quote and it kind of just made me stop and think for a minute....
"Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got."
Kinda sounds stupid I guess....But it just made me stop and think for a few. Kinda interesting.
Here's another one for you. (I say you like there's someone there or like anyone actually reads this crap.)
"If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging."
I'm pretty sure I just stopped dealing with my life. I've forgotten how to cope. I've been so angry for so long and when I woke up from my coma I didn't know what to do or how to deal anymore. I just am. Simple as that. I have my boyfriend...My family....and people that I'd like to call friends but don't ever seem to be around when I really need them. What does that leave me with? Not a whole helluva lot. I miss hanging out with different people every night. I miss terrorizing the town. I miss being young and stupid and not being afraid to screw up. And now it's all the opposite. I'm afraid everyday of doing something wrong. I'm afraid of what tomorrow brings. I'm afraid to talk to people. I'm afraid to look my demons in the face. I'm afraid to not be the coward that I know I am. I'm just afraid.
I don't want to be this pathetic person I turned into. I used to have potential. I used to have a personality. I used to have some self confidence. And what was I left with? Nothing. I had to start all over because I let it all get taken away from me. Every thing I held dear to me has vanished. I'm not trying to get attention...I'm not looking for pity...I'm just having a bad fucking day and today it's all the world's fault. Why? Just because.
I hate who I am. People say "The only one who can change you, is you." You do it then. If it's so damn easy than you fucking do it. I don't want to hear about how I can change. I don't want to hear about you're perfect the way you are. If I'm so fucking perfect than why do I feel this way? Why have I become this lazy hermit with no life, no job, and no friends? I don't hate anyone but myself. I don't blame anyone but myself. (Even if I did just say I blame the world. We all know that's a crock of shit.) I just hate everything.
Song of the Damned Day:
This World will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong
Who would have guessed it
I will not leave alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like it's not too late
It's never too late
Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late