I've been through a lot of shit in the past few months...hell the past few years. Situations such as people's deaths, attempted suicides (not me), emergency phone calls in the middle of the night, arguements that last for fucking ages, people I just want to fucking scream at, and the most awkward fucked up situations that would take pages and pages to write about.
I mean what gives people the right to write online, or even email me saying some sarcastic fucked up shit that I don't really care about? Well that's a lie, but like FUCK man, fuck this. This doesn't make much sense as it's mostly on my head (sure...) but like one glimmer of false hope is worse than an eternity of expected thoughts and useless statements - is that even worded right?
Ahh venting...always good. Oh and this was inspired by the show Californication.
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