uber lazy
send me some Love and Rockets my way to help me stay focued on me presentation. or any other music for that matter.
Aimlessly shooting
One day I will find out what this world is about and what my place in it is.. Even if it kills me.
fuck this day and whatever else it has in store for me.
"I know nothing for certain, but that the stars make me dream."
Someday I will wake up and I will finally grow the balls to leave the mundane behind.
Movin’ on up.. To the east side.. To the deluxe apartment in the sky..
Pretty excited. Second night in the apartment, feeling footloose and fancy free. I’m beginning to think this might have been the best decision I could have made. Sure the old friends are pissed we left but at the end of the day we needed to take care of us. Not them.
(Fuck you) /An Ode to No One.
You can’t even open your eyes long enough to know what is happening, soon your walls will crumble and you will know exactly what you have done to others. I hope it hits you when you are down and out and have nothing to do but look around at the mess you have left behind and the road you have put yourself on.
You are the type of person I look at and think, “Wow! I never want to become that!”. What do you have? Oh that’s right! You have fake hair, some one else’s aspirations, and have gained the personality of a wet mop. You have left yourself on a country road somewhere between who you were and what you were hoping to be. How does it feel now? How does it feel now that you have sold out to a girl who doesn’t love you, just loves the thought of your attention? That is definitely something to aspire to.
I can thank you though. It’s so hard to remember what you have but seeing you I realize that I am more rich than anyone populating this world. I have my health. I have a wonderful girlfriend. I have friends that would give the world for me and I for them. And I have a family that some would kill to have. As I said before what do you have? Nothing more than a fallacy and some notions of what you once were and maybe thought you could be.
Soon you won’t be a thought in my brain, merely a speed bump that I can’t even see in my rear view mirror. I won’t miss you, I almost regret meeting you. I realize now that I shouldn’t, that you and I have met for a reason. We were meant to do the things we did, the laughing and the crying. I used to blame myself for the relationship you are in and the path you chose, but I am no more to blame for that than you are for the changing of the seasons. You have made your decisions and you will keep making them.
I am by no means religious but when things are quiet and I’m alone with my thoughts I pray for your soul in the hopes that some day you see what you have become before it is too late.
I wrote a post just like this before I wrote this current post, lost all of it too. For that I am thankful. The against definitely spilled into this one, but not nearly as much and I mean every word I have said and every line on this page. There won’t be one day that goes by that I won’t miss the old you, and there won’t be a day that goes by that I will miss being around you.
Again, I hope you look in the mirror some day and see what you have become. No matter what it takes. But don’t for a moment think that I will be there for you. This is the end that will start a new beginning. No more eggshells, no more looks.
No. More. You.
