It's insanely frustrating when the rest of your life rests upon finding death.

They will scream.

"What will happen to our children when the least of us pass on?
Us who fought the monsters of our country's crowded closet
Us who dropped the bombs on goodness when we saw it wasn't flawless
Us whose youthful life was hostage to what harm did
Us who fought the hardest to be swept under the carpet."

GAHHHHH! FUCK!!!! This is pissing me right off. But maybe things that piss me off are good for me. I just need to use anger to my advantage. Compitition seems to be my best motivation. Close compitition too.

Fuck yes. Fuck you.

This summer is sounding slightly promising already. Going skydiving soon, hopefully going white water rafting soon, now all I have to do is get a legit job ( Read more... )

Uncertainty is why we live, and what defines the random events that happen in life. From love to hate, it brings you every possible human emotion. When we try to go against uncertainty and take control of our lives, we're stressed. Take that to the extreme, and we're routinely numb... the days just blend right into each other. So what do we feel ( Read more... )

Getting up at 8:30 every day sucks, it totaly eats up my days, I just got home and I have to rush everything I need to do in order to get to sleep in time. I think i'm going to take a couple days next week off, and look for a real legit job. Even though they pay me under the table, quite a bit, i'd still rather be a server ( Read more... )

Finally employed ( Read more... )

Well, the world is truly going through some sort of depression. Every person I try to explain things too, it ironically ends up with me trying to advise them. So I guess it's best to keep most of my problems to myself for the time being. I don't know where to begin with writing this paper. How do you formally write a sympathy story, because in all ( Read more... )

Watch me as I cut myself wide open
on this stage
yes, I am paid
to spill my guts.

This is the most debate I have ever put into ending my life. Every day of this year to come, I will be asking the same questions to myself, and getting the same responses. Every time I talk to you the lines fall short of what I had in mind, some failed attempt to capsulize a feeling, fail, and try, and try again. I'm going to need a full time job ( Read more... )