it's late and hell is hot...
don't know why i'm updating...
bored, i guess.
it's wierd to look at the pictures on my walls and think about how those events have shaped my life.
the people i used to know, used to care about, have changed.
or maybe i have.
it's scary to watch things fall apart sometimes. that's what these pictures remind me of. the way things used to be. it's strange to think about where the people in these photographs are right now. it makes me wonder whether they ever look at a picture of me and think the same things.
my moms, my brother. they're changing. i know it. my brother's growing up and i'm not there to see it. i'm not there to help him. that makes me angry.
you wouldn't like me when i'm angry.
the people i used to be close to, like pat and wes...
one lives five hours away, the other has a hard time treating anyone except himself like a human being.
i have a couple pictures of the vagrant guys too. i guess i kept them because they make me feel at home...
mike and kevin and ryan...
about the only people that i know will always be there for me...
and for that i will always love them...
i've just been feeling down lately. i don't know what it is. i just don't feel up to this college shit anymore. i don't think it's for me.
i guess we'll find out soon enough.
i feel so low.
goddamnit. i hate feeling like this. it's one of the worst things i've ever felt.
(the worst being the feeling of your boogers freezing in your nose because it's so cold outside.)
i miss what i once had. i'm not ready to give it up yet. i wish i had it back.
p.s.
if i didn't mention you it's because i don't like you, i don't care, or i just don't have a picture of you.
you should give me one so trash talk you because i'm cooler than judd nelson in the breakfast club.
and believe me, that's freakin' cool.
i've been up for too long. this shit doesn't make any sense anymore...
not that it ever did in the first place.
bored, i guess.
it's wierd to look at the pictures on my walls and think about how those events have shaped my life.
the people i used to know, used to care about, have changed.
or maybe i have.
it's scary to watch things fall apart sometimes. that's what these pictures remind me of. the way things used to be. it's strange to think about where the people in these photographs are right now. it makes me wonder whether they ever look at a picture of me and think the same things.
my moms, my brother. they're changing. i know it. my brother's growing up and i'm not there to see it. i'm not there to help him. that makes me angry.
you wouldn't like me when i'm angry.
the people i used to be close to, like pat and wes...
one lives five hours away, the other has a hard time treating anyone except himself like a human being.
i have a couple pictures of the vagrant guys too. i guess i kept them because they make me feel at home...
mike and kevin and ryan...
about the only people that i know will always be there for me...
and for that i will always love them...
i've just been feeling down lately. i don't know what it is. i just don't feel up to this college shit anymore. i don't think it's for me.
i guess we'll find out soon enough.
i feel so low.
goddamnit. i hate feeling like this. it's one of the worst things i've ever felt.
(the worst being the feeling of your boogers freezing in your nose because it's so cold outside.)
i miss what i once had. i'm not ready to give it up yet. i wish i had it back.
p.s.
if i didn't mention you it's because i don't like you, i don't care, or i just don't have a picture of you.
you should give me one so trash talk you because i'm cooler than judd nelson in the breakfast club.
and believe me, that's freakin' cool.
i've been up for too long. this shit doesn't make any sense anymore...
not that it ever did in the first place.