I’m sick of feeling like an idiot. I’m sick of putting time and effort into shit that never works out. I’m too stubborn to accept defeat but too stupid to figure anything out. I’m just back to laying in bed every night wishing I was dead.
Aaaaaaaand here comes the first pity check.
I want my computer fixed more than I want a car.
Lately I just feel like my life is meaningless. I dont want to do anything tonight. Have no desire to do anything but eat cheesecake and die.
I wonder how much trouble i’d get into for kicking a motherfuckers ass in walmart. He calls my girlfriend fat one more time, i guess we’ll find out.
And before anyone says anything, I don’t want his boss to get onto him, and I dont want him te be fired as much as I just want to beat the living shit out of him.
I love my new guitar, because when I play it, I completely forget that I had a girlfriend.
I need to spend large amounts of money in rage more often.