My wounds are starting to get to me.
Too many tears, too much blood and more pain than I can handle.
Sometimes things just aren't worth fighting for.
But somethings are worth dieing for.
Mentally drained and physically destroyed.
Another sleepless night.

A few months ago ( Read more... )

I fucked up something really special today.
And as much as I need time to myself
as much as I know this will help me.
As much as this will put me back on track.
I lost my love.
I lost my life.
I lost my security.
I lost my hope.

and I hate myself for it.
at least I'm not dead.
I just feel like it.

situation: Your car broke down in Wayne. you live in Iselin. Its 2.30 am. its 47 degrees out. a cop stops behind you while your pushing your lifeless car to the nearest parking lot, and... he simply passes you... and pulls into the said parking lot ( a 7-11) goes in and gets coffee. you finally get to the lot and find a sudden sharp up-hill slope ( Read more... )

well as things are in general, everything is cool. However, a hugely disappointing event happened. To make a long story short my new jeep has just been thrown far beyond my reach. The insurance company I go to is going to cahrge me $4537.43 a year for collision and laibility. AND.... The dealer I was going to buy it from is charging me a 29.7 ( Read more... )

Some things were resolved ( Read more... )

ok this has been a strange ass day first I get the "are you a gay pothead?" from my dad because I like to go out with my freinds after work. opps sorry I have a fucking life. Enjoy myself no no no life according to daddy, life is monotone and colorless. Next I go out with Meggie, and... actually that was really awesome. then I get off of work and ( Read more... )

had a good day