One for the numbers
I admit it, I'm good at messing shit up. Is this what I have become? I think about these things all the time. So much drama here and so much drama there. I'm a dramatic guy I will admit it. Shit seems to follow me everywhere, and how I deal with it is sometimes not always the best way. What happens happens, and if it's for a reason then it is what it is. I know you think of me and want to stab me, because the same exact thing happened to me just no sex involved. I want to rip that mother fuckers throat out. You ask yourself, why? Well there's two minds in the equation, there's another sex that is involved. A sex that has various powers over certain men. I'm not putting this on anyone, it's just crazy to try and explain the way I feel sometimes. I want to really drop everything and leave here. I want to just go to colorado and live happily in the rockies. I wish that no one would call anyone a hypocrite, ever in their lives, BECAUSE EVERYONE IS A FUCKING HYPOCRITE, EVERY FUCKING HUMAN FLESH ON THE FACE OF THIS FUCKING WORLD, WITH A BRAIN, IS A FUCKING HYPOCRITE AT SOME FUCKING POINT. I'm sorry man, I never should have done this to you. I have laughed so hard with you, and I have screamed so hard at you. Before any of this ever came along, when we were the kids that walked hoover screaming 205 or 1337. Actually feeling my eyes being burned into my computer screen from endless hours of free laughter and typing of keys. There's times when I want to rewind life, and times when I don't. I'm sorry man, I wish I could say no.