| sometimes when i walk home i just wanna jump off junipero over 280. i'm more alone here than i was in nj, i'm always super fucking depressed. |
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| sometimes i wish i died when i crashed my car.
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| i'm starting to really hate my house. my room. and my surroundings. i'm gunna lose my mind i think. seeing the same shit everyday, no substance to anything anymore. sf4 n mw2 tide me over. but they make my eyes hurt too much. i don't know how i deal with boredom anymore, at least before i had hella drugs to make it seem like something was going on. but that made me lose it. so i'm done-zo with that. drinking sux, cause no one ever wants to go out and do so, so i'm stuck at home, in my living room drinking. my life's gay as fuck, i wanna just die. well, soon enough, i'm gunna always be out and in a new place everyday touring and what not hopefully, and all i wanna do is go home to my own bed. i feel safe at home, i'm comfortable, it's just the same shit over. and over. and over. turbulent. i love keeping myself in a slump and making myself feel depressed, cause i don't know how to feel any other way. i'm usually only showing my facade of happiness when i'm drunk. i'm not content with my life, at all.
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| now this is what i call power "pop." pun intended.
edit: hahaha AND "electronic" power "pop" hahahahahaha, cause it's a video game. and they're hella powerful. and they pop caps in yo a$$. |
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| i like to keep myself feeling like shit |
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