HAHAHAHA
omg i cant eve believe i was....emerged in the quagmire of disaster for as long as i was. i mean...wow...
i was never lieing and i was never fake. but damn your just whiney and all down on your self. i cant spend all day fanning your overly sensitive ego. i have mine to fan.
i really did like him. but he like no one and nothing. he finds nothing enjoyable in this world except the beer he drowns himself in.
it just...a slow depressing way to die. its not living. its just a terribly slow suicide. too weak to deal with life and to scared to end it.
sorry just my opinion on it.
dont come to me telling me "i have to drink other wise (insert stupid bullshit here)" yeah no. i have dealt with ALOT ALOT ALOT of things. and i dont drink much. only socialy and if kiddo is in bed and if i dont work the next day. and its usually planned days in advance.
but yeah.
just weak people. ugh. disgust me.
i come out as irritation but its just digust.
like my coworkers. its a motley crew of people.
but as far as i can tell they have all been through something.
real life stuff.
like one of them has had 3 lifetimes of stuff happen to her.
and you know what? she comes to work. and she smiles. and she listens to my crap and tells me what she would do. when i found out her story i felt really bad for whining to her.
but she kinda inspires me that what happens today does not have to affect me tomorrow, even if i make terrible mistakes and bad choices. i can recover. one way or another.
you can always overcome.
true story...bro.
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