how fucked up was i that i rescued watchmen from the quarter bin and identified with the most pyschopathic character? I am sitting around evaluating my life right now with the advent of a new fucking year and All i see is a long list of failures and things that I saw that have failed, what's the point of sitting on a graveyard shift and not making a diffrence with people, What's the point of being fucking alone and not giving a damn? If i can't be with the one shouldn't I choose the other? I'm haunted by a lot of things in my life but it shouldn't be such a fucking challenge to get ahead in my life and find happiness, I used to revel in my rebellion and my misery, I have to fucking have it my way and never comprimise because comprimising might mean being taken advantage of, or letting someone i care about being compromised and taken advantage of, but now I often wonder If i should have been more leniant and let things happen the way they were supposed to, I can't be an angry Vigilante agianst the system forever, I need to make some fucking positive changes and soon, or I need to leave the system, it's not enough that I grew up in it, it's going to take my life and soon, I need to derial that fucking train from happening. maybe it's a good thing that I have options, I wish I could recognize that fact instead of being completely oblvious to it and trying to massacre myself for a cause that's hollow in other peoples eyes. there's no reason to be a matryr if no one's listening.
Current Mood: Black.
I live my life free of compromise, and step into the shadows without complaint or regret.
Friends can help each other. A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel. Or, not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to-letting a person be what he really is. - J. Morrison
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