I realize I'm treating myself too badly, lately. Thinking of the bad times beat me up so much I felt like sleeping instead of being happy. (Suicide sux, don't do it)
Such little problems I have. I can't seem to reach my girlfriend when I want to talk, I'm almost paranoid that we can't go on dates cuz of how far away we are from one another, my buddies hate my fashion sense (Feck em, who cares?) ((That got fixed fast...)) that feckin b***h of a whore looked at me funny. (That one girl on the bus who wouldn't shut up a couple days back) ((She and her groupies made fun of me and my bro, that just won't do. No sir)) and religion and God hasn't done s**t for me. Just a normal guy I guess. An even normal-er day.
... So I realize, I don't give a s**t. Who the Hell else cares about my problems? (Not a damn lot) ((My girlfriend probably would, but I don't like telling her this stuff. I lost one to depression, I won't lose my honeybunny to stupid shite)) The only thing I want is for things to be easier, is all. Life's still a b***h, but I don't care. Bad memories, stupid people, and just terrible things that had torn me in half deserve their punishments and miseries. I believe in justice, and the ones who've done wrong to me have certainly punished for it. Enough about that. The point is, it's my problem. I've settled the score with those things long ago, and being reminded of it sure doesn't help a damn bit. I'll live with all the bad things that's happened instead of forgetting them like some kid. When I do that, I'll be stronger than ever, and my tale will be even more interesting for the movies. Now with that all said, I need porn.
Say of the Day: Don't forget where the authority lies in yourself and your standing. Should anything happen, remember you're in control of your life. Feck em and succeed, or wallow in your despair. Or, punch em in the face, that would work too, I guess.
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Seraph's Journal of Thought
The journal that portrays my thoughts and beliefs in this world, varying from one thing to the next, as it fits my liking.
(Warning: Can potentially have bad language, adult themed topics, personal beliefs, and deeply thought out theories, concern
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There's no such thing as innocence,
Only varying levels of guilt
Only varying levels of guilt