Sometimes I don't like being alive
And I think it's because I'm just not so great at living.
I thunk I used to be better at it because I think I v used to like it.

It's hard to like something you're not good at it
And it's hard to like being lost and it's hard to like being alone.

I want to be young and wild and free but I just always feel tired and I just want to distance myself from reality and never see anyone else again and forget that I'm even a human.

It would be nice to sit in a cave getting drunk and high by myself for the rest of my life but I think the only way that could ever happen is if I was a shaman and I don't think people belive in those anumoee. Only as novelties. Everything is novelties and then you move on.

Maybe I just need a girlfriend.  But who wants the weird quiet 25 year old who only k own how to work in restaurants and still lives with his dad? I ain't found her yet.


Blahblahblshblahblah.

Hi,
my name is me.
I live
at the bottom of the sea.
I never thought I'd be
the one;
I never thought I'd see
the sun.

I went into the darkness
so I'd be blind to my sorrow,
but I could still feel it all over my skin.

I went into the light,
thought that it might,
you know,
maybe burn it away.
but my sorrow took comfort in shade.

And it follows me now in the form of my shadow
it's stuck to me wherever I go.

And it's been a long time that I've carried this burden.
So you might think I'd be stronger and maybe be learning,
but it pains me now to say-
that things haven't gone that way.
Oh no, all I've done
is smoke to my face
'til my brain is
waste.

Have become a love not forgotten,
but buried somewhere that pains your mind to find
and recollect them.

Last year when I saw those flowers
I was feeling better.
And last year when I saw those flowers,
I remember I thought I was feeling better
the last time I saw those flowers.

And it makes sad
and it ****** me off
to think that maybe next year I will look at them
and think of now
and think
things were better then.
When right now I just feel nothing.

And I don't remember feeling anything since before I even knew what a magnolia was.

look at you
miss i'm on top of the world.



I remember when we were wild
Girl, you tried to have my child
And your body was so full of poison
the baby died before it ever even took a breath.

so don't ******* talk to me like I'm not worth the time of day.
you tried to combine us
your body literally ******* accepted my DNA
and combined it with your DNA
and created a brand new human
from the both of us.
And I won't deny at first I wasn't ready and I asked if you were going to get an abortion.
But once you told me you didn't want one,
regardless of if I was ready
I was going to be there for my child.
And you ******* killed my child
and your child
and our child.

so don't ******* speak to me in that tone.


And I hope you don't read this because I know if you did you would be sad.
And I don't want to make you sad.
I'm just furious at you and I want to express myself.
Just please stop ******* talking to me in that ******* tone of voice.

I'm only angry because I care about you and you make me feel like ****.

I hope you don't read this because after you are done being sad you will bring up
all of the things I've ever done wrong
and then i won't be angry.
I'll just feel ******.

You are a beautiful person and I take it all back.

But really though,
either shut your ******* mouth forever,
or whatever.
Just don't talk to me like that anymore.

I love you.

I seek rare exotic creatures
that I am convinced I am in love with
and when I finally find them
I cage them and
don't tell them why
I'm starving them
of their freedom.
And when they escape
I say
good ******* riddance.

And next thing I know I'm chasing after this rare exotic creature all over again
wondering why I ever let them go.

I have this weird desire to open everyone's third eye.
Only I feel like
as soon as they were all opened I would stick a needle in each one's pupil.

I can think of six different girls named Chelsea,
and I think every single one is a beauty

But I ain't never gotten along with someone by the name of Mary.

And they tell me not to judge a book by its cover.
And I mean I can think of a couple a people I met,
Who I didn't like at first glance.
And maybe I just looked at 'em the wrong way,
or maybe they were just having a bad day-
that first time.

But I can tell you,
I've seen plenty of people
and the first thing about 'em that I knew
was that I didn't like 'em.
And it was true.

(So either
you can judge a book by his cover
or I got xray vision)  
end sarcasm.

I mean your cover is what you present to the world
why wouldn't I judge you by it?
it's just that this thing
(judging)
is like EVERYTHING
you do in life.

Sometimes you **** up.

Judge all them covers I say.
If you feel like it anyway.
Just don't be a ******* ******* about it.