You can’t always listen to other people, myself included. If people want my unbiased, or biased opinion I’m always going to tell them but it’s your life. I’m not going to feel a way about a person just because you say something about it, the same way you wouldn’t if I said something about them. At the same time I usually have a hunch about certain people.. still, we all love to find out the hard way.
I think my dads ex is trying to get with me, euhgeugfj
This last month has been weird. I’m not going to HOB on sundays anymore after Tim started wildin’ and trying to fight my other coworkers, I can’t stand people hammered off their ass talking bullshit. Nigga swallowed his keys after we told him we’re not letting him drive home that drunk. Just not cool, especially if you’re an over the top homosexual that tries to kiss/grope people, cool it~
xmas shopping busy busy busy. I’m tired. I miss Abby.
Swear I could’ve done more and I didn’t, swear I’ve done too much.
Remember the good times.
Also, grats to my friend Richard, I missed his wedding and I feel horrible about it. However he’s married to the girl of his dreams and had a dope honeymoon and alladat!
Actually happy for the first time in a long while. Just because I’m content, really.
Sorry my posts in here suck lately. I don’t write much anymore because, well, I usually wrote when something was bugging me or too much to keep inside. I really don’t have much to complain about, I guess a small part of me feels really empty but it just serves as a caveat of life that you can’t control anything.
Still learning everyday.
Life takes the craziest turns.
I won’t beat up on myself too much though. I just need positive energy. I appreciate whoever has been adding to that, and again, fuck you to everybody else trying to impress people by talking shit. I think its funny when 30 year olds on the internet are still trolling because they have nothing better to do.
Everybody can say its not my fault but what difference does it make? I think I deserve everything that comes to me in some sense.
On the real though. I am content with life at the moment. Not happy, just content. Living it one day at a time, and I think thats best.
for how long it took me to let things go
It was not my intention to make such a
production of the emptiness between us
playing tuba on the tombstone of a soprano
to try and keep some dead singer’s perspective alive.
It’s just that I coulda swore you had sung me a love song back there
and that you meant it
but I guess sometimes people just chew with their mouth open
Just when I think I express myself well, others have a way with words to describe a situation better than you can yourself.