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| wafflehouse (profile) wrote, on 4-8-2002 at 10:44pm | |
| Current mood: cold Music: Adema - Freaking Out |
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| I feel like a stray puppy. Nobody wants him. The puppy goes up to a door to beg for food, only to be kicked in the head right back into the street. I'm a failure in everything I've ever done. School, home life, relationships, sports, music. My life doesn't seem to have a point. No one seems to give a shit. I don't either. Maybe I'll jump off a cliff. Wrap my car around a fucking tree. Take the one thing that I have absolute power and control over and bring it with me to my grave. I don't care about anyone. A few people I do, my brother Ryan who's the coolest brother you could have, Andy, Josh, Derek, Zach, Kara and Adam who are my family. Diana, Laura, and Stef are incredibly sweet...a little goofy...but I care about all of them. And Chrissy who is the most important person for me. Everyone else, fuck you. But I'm not gonna kill myself. That would be very stupid. Then I'd miss everything that would've happened in my life... | |
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munkysaurus | 04-08-02 11:30pm I know, things get tough, people get tough. Sometimes I feel the exact damn way. I'm here for you, and I know how you feel. =) |
wafflehouse | oops..., 04-08-02 11:43pm sorry dustin...i forgot you...
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