I've thought about things I need to change, things I need to say and things that I've got to get out of my fucking head. And at the end of the day I'm just an asshole. Not sarcastic at all. Just blatantly an asshole. So here it goes...
You're lazy, extremely stubborn and just yell at everyone for no reason.
You hate when someone else is right, yet you'll never admit when you're wrong.
You easily forget how simple things are because you overanalyze everything to the smallest detail.
You want everything perfect, yet you can't even organize your own life - and that upsets you even more.
If you lived a million miles away, you'd still be miserable. At least you'd be away from the people and situations you want so desperately to get away from.
You laugh, you smile, you share everything and yet nothing all at once. No one know's who you really are.
Sometimes I like to dream that my life was different and then I realize, no matter where I am, who I am and what the situation is... I'm always going to be me, you'll always be you and somewhere we'd meet and nothing would have changed. Why bother?
Jack Daniels is one hell of a drug. At least I haven't spent all my money on it like I make you all believe I have.
Video games don't cure depression. They just momentarily cure you of boredom and make you forget your goddamn life for an hour at the most. Because when you turn it off and set that controller down... Everything around is still that mess you left yesterday, last week, last month, last year - it's always going to be there until you do something about it.
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Signing off now, that asshole who loves Coffee, Cigarettes and now most commonly - WHISKEY.
