dear why people come diary,
two thousand years ago what did people do on a friday night? if i get one more tweet from charlie sheen- ima shut my phone off. i cant even make a damn phonecall- which is fucking funny CUZ I DONT MAKE PHONECALLS- and the first time i do- i'm interrupted by what? A CHARLIE TWEEN 'FASTBALL SHEET' ima shut his forwards off- i don't need that shit on my phone. i am bored with him- i think everyone is. ima have to start wearing gawd damn body armor now- the unibomber is throwing shit at me. i like him less and less by the fucking minute. i ask myself 'why' more and more and i get the same fucking answer, "cuz you're a worthless fucking whore," and here i sit. day after day, saying the same things over and over to myself- watching everyone else correct their mistakes while i keep living mine. i think sometimes, "well, it ain't so bad," but it is that bad- or is it.
two thousand years ago what did people do on a friday night? if i get one more tweet from charlie sheen- ima shut my phone off. i cant even make a damn phonecall- which is fucking funny CUZ I DONT MAKE PHONECALLS- and the first time i do- i'm interrupted by what? A CHARLIE TWEEN 'FASTBALL SHEET' ima shut his forwards off- i don't need that shit on my phone. i am bored with him- i think everyone is. ima have to start wearing gawd damn body armor now- the unibomber is throwing shit at me. i like him less and less by the fucking minute. i ask myself 'why' more and more and i get the same fucking answer, "cuz you're a worthless fucking whore," and here i sit. day after day, saying the same things over and over to myself- watching everyone else correct their mistakes while i keep living mine. i think sometimes, "well, it ain't so bad," but it is that bad- or is it.
