({.Realization of Mediocrity.})
*sigh*
So here I am sitting at a computer in a tiny room at some 2:30 in the morning, doing nothing and pitying to poor fools who live in this horrid place. And then I realize something that just makes me want to not smile, ever ever again.
Soon this will be my house.
Damn... Am I really to live here? it seems barely walkable... ugh, I thought I got out of that whole 'single wide' thing when we moved to NY. Gotta love *cough* "generous" family. Fuckers...
It makes me want to throw myself into oncoming traffic and not die immediately. How lovely. I can see it now, all the ones who don't really give a shit (AKA nearly everyone I know) would point and laugh at all the pretty colors. While the paramedics came to haul off my dead body T-shirts would be sold, Candy distributed, and fun would be had by all. Even the few who may shed a tear for my passing may be caught up by the delicious refreshments.
Weeping for a loved one with a dixie cup of soda in one hand and a doughboy in the other.
How... touching.