February 2012
13 posts
So I come home to my parents fighting. Again. Why else is new.
It’s so lame, I’ve never known anything about love. Never experienced it. Never seen it. Nothing. So I begin to ask myself does it really exist or is it just a false state of mind where people tell themselves they care for others more than themself
So I say back and thought introspectively for an hour or 2 while I was at the gym. Came to a couple conclusions, I’m cold hearted because te world has made me that way and in all seriousness I love it. My mom even said I was a ” cold hearted motherfucker”. Oh and another thing, I honestly don’t know what love even is.
I mean I just want a girlfriend I can talk shit to. Is that so much to ask ?
Atleast the lion king is on. Maybe that’ll put me in a better mood before I go nuclear bomb in this bitch.
im going to flip the fuck out on everyone. period. stay the fuck out of my way from here on out, and well be on great terms. everythings always about god damn money in my house, shut the fuck up for once in your life and enjoy being alive. as far as everyone else, “my friends”, and anyone else who feels the need to make their presence known.. well..
get me THE FUCK out of this house. shut up.
if only you could see how cold and how lonely ive become.
I don’t even know where my head is at, bad night. Bad day. Bad everything.
I’m done. Im cold as ice anyway. Times like these.. I think about my tattoo and the quote and what a quote full of solitude and strength. Focusing on me.
