reality checks are going to be given out.
looking at me as the group drunk
pisses me off beyond fucking belief. if thats how you see me then fuck you.
so many faces i want to put my fist through, so little time.
Swimming like a brick in an ocean of fucked, waiting for death like a friggin bus. I’m scraping the barrel just to poison my mind. My heart’s barely beating and my brain is shot this piss poor outlook’s all I got. The man said “Boy, all that sex and booze is gonna kill you.” And I said “Man I sure hope so, it would be a bitch to think I was wasting all this...
I seriously give up on everything.
Usually i feel like i get into bad moods because i never get enough sleep but today I woke up after sleeping around 12 hours and i was in a horrible mood and it just got progressively worse and worse. No real point to this other than to say in every way possible this day fucking sucked and I feel like complete shit. Now ill go make some alcohol based bad decisions.
If my credit card comes today I am activating it and going straight to the bar. Terrible day and even more terrible mood.
Is it that I hate myself that I keep crawling back to hell.
Never dwell on the harder days, learn my lessons from mistakes. Every day’s a glory day when you stand by your values and refuse to fade away.
To see backtrack and hangout with my Scranton friends Saturday or to go out down here Saturday. Decisions decisions
Eating taquitos then going to bed. Shitty mood.