| Have I failed somehow or someway? Will the weight of today finally pull me down to drown in the depths of despair? |
Aug. 4th, 2005|02:21 pm |
Strangeness sets in like a shadow on an unsuspecting sunny day.
Welcome shade? Unannounced dark tides of the apocalypse?
Just a fucking shadow buddy.
I wish I knew what brought about my convictions, my mind is very stubborn, and at the moment, it seems to be stuck on NOT BEING A PRODUCTIVE HUMAN BEING. Which makes me Hate you Kyle. I fucking Hate who you've become.
Yea, you are making advances, but you're also remaining fucking stagnant. No progress. No results. Fuck you buddy.
Go make something of yourself.
I am alone.
Except for my rage.
MY RAGE!
MY PAIN!
I hate my darkest days. |
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