i am confused
but i do know that a part of me is very happy
and for now
i am okay with knowing just that.

i'm broke
i'm tired
i'm sick
i'm behind
i'm hungry
i'm bloated
i'm lonely
i'm bored

the complaining goes on
the reasons get stupider

but i still love you
constantly
madly
tragically

i can't believe i have to play games with you.

i gave you everything i could
and you still couldn't make up your mind

it's not that complicated
it really isn't.

-i am confident that my family is to blame for my rising alcoholic behavior

i'm not asking you to walk through a lake of feces, rotting corpses, and week old piss

i'm just asking you to act like you give a rat's ass.

.....i don't think you want to do this
i don't think you ever really did.....

i need to sleep.

you are intelligent and you have a good heart and you harbor one hell of a beautiful mind

but you are just as fucked up as the rest of us idiots walking this earth

love,
me

"i'm sick"

don't make excuses. suck it up and go.

i'm so unsatisfied....

sometimes, i just want to pack up and leave.

why can't people be more understanding. more forgiving.

why can't people just shut their god damn gob?

.... i guess i should take my own advice... seeing as i got myself into this pickle with the words from my mouth.

i am so completely fucked.