Just like the band Badfinger, the band who replaced the Beatles on the Apple Records Label, my life is second rate right now. While Im trying to piece things together as best I can, I still know that for the next few weeks things will not be the same as they were before. I just wish I could go back to Strawberry Fields Forever.
I know that within a week my life will be better, it just sucks being grounded without a phone. I kind of feel like im in prison, but beside my incessant whining, I really am happy that in a week I’ll be free again.
I’ve been in a state of confusion for the past few days, and now Im even more confused. Can’t things just be how they used to be?
I don’t understand why I’m being treated differently by people. I fucked up, I get that. That doesn’t give you the right to treat me like absolute shit, talk behind my back, and make my life a living hell.
is what I’m contemplating. I’ve never thought of it before, but god damn do I feel terrible. I’ve hurt the one that this blog was started for. I feel like absolute shit, and pray to God that this will get better.
Downhill is where my life is headed right now. Shit is about to hit the fan. I can see it coming. I only pray to God that when it’s over I’ve still sustained a friendship with everyone. I know I’ve been a dick, but fuck it.
Is a disgusting restaurant, after about two hours of sitting in this decrepit place, all I want is some home made chocolate chip cookies and an asian. No that wasnt a typo.
IS. FULL. OF. RETARDS. in other news, I really like UMKC. Rockhurst can suck it. Bitch.
Is what I am. I dont know why I said that shit in my last post. Im fine now, and in other news, I ate a package of graham crackers.
is what I feel like. I feel like absolute shit. Im in dilemma about what to do with the chromosomes in my life, and have to chose. No those werent song lyrics, but dammit why is life so fucking hard sometimes?
