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in my loathsome weekend,some thing have come to my attention.i am not the same person i use to be.im not stage diving or drinking mass alchy,,well not all at once.what im talking about is we are never truely happy,,we cant be.if we are what would drive us.the will not to be happy.i think not.i fall and i do not catch myself. instead i brase and wait for the rebound."save the beer"someone yells. no this isnt the fall im talking about.but if you have to ask forget about it.

i sit alone in the solitude of my owne emotional hell, why must the love of anouther be so painful.why is there such unwritten laws forbidding,,why is the whishes of he who wants so morbid. there is a fine line in being good and doing good..im not sure where i stand

what to do,life has left me with too many bad choices to make.all i can do i watch myself fall.fuck i hate getting older,there comes a point in everyones life when you just say fuck it and take what hits you.no more catching yourself.you just have to be able to bounce back.

i grow tierd of this,life is too predictable,thus it should be easier.but it isnt.