One must create his own reality
Dont you love change? bit by bit im becoming attached to emotion once again...mostly bad ones, but you have to start somewhere, Ive become rather disgusted with my station in life and am no longer content to hate those who are better than me for being just so while all the while putting on this stupid happy little facacade...this point was driven home last night when i found myself hating my roomate for having all that i have not, things need to change, and so they shall...More than anything I can now admit that i cant wait for life to come to me, for it never shall, its funny i realized im the exact opposite of suicidal...or maybe some weird parallel that doest involve my own demise...but the demise of me as i am and the birth of who i wish i was...