f is for failure.

so today was. soso. i feel like everything is slipping. It's been this way for awhile, i just had the free time and mental state to come to this conclusion today. he just flips this bitch whose trying to make out with him and kill him at the same time. and the old man gets hit with a rock cradle. Then he knocks her out after she drops him off. Classy guy. i was quite disappointed in the turn of events that occoured tonight. i thought it was quite shitty and it kinda pissed me off, but whatever. Choose you choice, either road is failure, deal with it. Ok now that i think it through it wasn't cool on any level, she pulled a Tony Stewart, only a select few will know what i mean. I like the over amount of drugs i indulged in within the span of 30 minutes. I was totally tripped out the entire night. We're doomed for seperation. James Bondage. the missed, the lied to, the faked, the cried to; the wasted, all alone, in a room, getting stoned; Multi tracked with the window cracked, thinkin deep, thinkin back, i woulda never took the road, switch it up, turn around, keep my feet firm on the ground. lost alone, friends not home, they werent even there to start with, be alone, on the phone, i'm not listening, i just drift; you think red, i think blue, you waste my time, therefore, FUCK YOU. im on crack. So i've decided to only keep a select few people around, i truly dislike the affect people have on me. I guess sure, i take things the wrong way sometimes, but when it's there plain as day, i can't deny it. I guess people just aren't ready for someone like me to invade their existance. Like i said, only a few people can handle my personality, and even fewer choose to. I love how people just take things to this epic level of drama or bad blood, don't fuck with me, and you won't get fucked with, because remember kiddies, i have all the time, patience, resources, and know how to completely fuck your life up.
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