My life wants to kill me...
I'm an asshole, I'm a dick,
Angry people make me sick;
I'm jealous, angry, paranoid,
Of all this shit I can't avoid.
I've lost a right, I've gained a wrong,
I can't even write a shitty song;
It's done, el fin, its over,
Where'd I put that four leaf clover?
I am utterly confused at where I am right now. I've lost the ability to be funny because I have tried too hard to analyze that which makes me so. I have no idea when I last updated this and I care not to check so I will just spout off a couple recent occurances. I left for North Carolina for two weeks to have a vacation. Instead I had a fucking two week long bad day. I lied to Kay, she lied to me. I over reacted over things that weren't all that bad (although I still do not know the full story on things...I think). Basically, I deleted my stupid myspace and I recommend you all do the same. And for god's sake, don't hide secrets in it. That stupid website cause so much unecessary drama. I hope Tom rots in hell for what he has created.
I almost broke up with Kay, she almost broke up with me. I got fired. I cut my beautiful hair. So many people around me are telling me things that I am starting to believe (and hope) that at least a few of them are actually in my head. I wish I were actually insane. I'm sorry I'm so unstable. I'm sorry I can be the worst person in the world sometimes. I used to be perfect just the way I was. I don't know why I have to change now. Kay is the girl with whom I have been with longer than any other romantically. Oh, and I think I'm gay or at least a little bit. But who isn't, right? I'm happy to have only had sex with one person and been completely satisfied. For most people I know, six months is a long time to be monogymous. Hell, I used to think it was difficult. I am so goddamn happy with the girl I am with right now that I can't even think of being unfaithful to her. It would literally kill me. However, if you want romantic advice do not come to me because I will probably drag you right down into the pit of bad boyfriend-ism that is I. I find it hard to trust anyone anymore. I'm tired of being lied to. I try...
I love you all, and I write this for me. You just happen to be able to access it. No more passwords please.
Angry people make me sick;
I'm jealous, angry, paranoid,
Of all this shit I can't avoid.
I've lost a right, I've gained a wrong,
I can't even write a shitty song;
It's done, el fin, its over,
Where'd I put that four leaf clover?
I am utterly confused at where I am right now. I've lost the ability to be funny because I have tried too hard to analyze that which makes me so. I have no idea when I last updated this and I care not to check so I will just spout off a couple recent occurances. I left for North Carolina for two weeks to have a vacation. Instead I had a fucking two week long bad day. I lied to Kay, she lied to me. I over reacted over things that weren't all that bad (although I still do not know the full story on things...I think). Basically, I deleted my stupid myspace and I recommend you all do the same. And for god's sake, don't hide secrets in it. That stupid website cause so much unecessary drama. I hope Tom rots in hell for what he has created.
I almost broke up with Kay, she almost broke up with me. I got fired. I cut my beautiful hair. So many people around me are telling me things that I am starting to believe (and hope) that at least a few of them are actually in my head. I wish I were actually insane. I'm sorry I'm so unstable. I'm sorry I can be the worst person in the world sometimes. I used to be perfect just the way I was. I don't know why I have to change now. Kay is the girl with whom I have been with longer than any other romantically. Oh, and I think I'm gay or at least a little bit. But who isn't, right? I'm happy to have only had sex with one person and been completely satisfied. For most people I know, six months is a long time to be monogymous. Hell, I used to think it was difficult. I am so goddamn happy with the girl I am with right now that I can't even think of being unfaithful to her. It would literally kill me. However, if you want romantic advice do not come to me because I will probably drag you right down into the pit of bad boyfriend-ism that is I. I find it hard to trust anyone anymore. I'm tired of being lied to. I try...
I love you all, and I write this for me. You just happen to be able to access it. No more passwords please.