(via penishole)
Ask me something. Anything.
And if a piece of you died, anon. It would bring me back to life then kill me again.
Thanks anon. Thank you very much. :)
What the hell happened? I’ve lost all inspiration in everything. Its so hard for me to concentrate on what really matters. I feel like I’m drifting away from everything and everyone. I try to give people what they want but it’s so damn hard. Everything annoys me. I never end up getting what I really want. It’s been three years since then. It’s been one year since that. Karma is a bitch. I paid my dues but it still led nowhere. MY TIMING WITH THESE SITUATIONS ARE FUCKING HORRIBLE. I honestly don’t give a fuck about what happened anymore. I keep fucking things up. I like you. I don’t know what’s going on with that. No one is being straight up with me. Either everyone’s changing around me or I’m changing. I deserve much more. I’ve been smoking a lot lately and I don’t want to. Money will always be an issue. I really need this new job if I’m gonna be moving out in two months. I’ve been deathly slacking with my music. My body always aches. I’m so ready. But no one else is. MY SKIN ANNOYS THE FUCK OUT OF ME. Theirs only a few left, and I’m still skeptical. My eyes always burn. I’ve been so damn indecisive lately which is one thing I hate the most in anybody. My patience is running thin. It’s getting better but in getting worn out. I have the biggest testosterone build up ever and it makes me wanna fight every second of the day. I wanna try new things. I want to give you what you want but if I do it wouldn’t work anyways. I get so bored with everything. I complain so much now. LOL. IM SUCH AND IDIOT. Okay okay I’m done composing for now. I’m off to try and be more happy now.
In all honesty i don’t even care about this show tonight. Just trying to be done with it.oh well
I miss this shit. Chillin with all my old friends. Life’s good.