NOWitall
Active Member
Im becomeing truley dismayed.
many many people call me friend.
yet they never call unless they want something.
i wouldnt mind if they just asked.
im a fairly friendly person, well i was before i got married.
but they feel the need to con me.
sayin shit like
hey why dont you come hang out and have a few beers.
and when i get there its all, ohhh i forgot my X is having trouble you mind lookin at it.
or
hey mind if i come over and hang out.
oh you dont have weed see you later.
or some of my favorites. when a lady is all
ohh ill be stopping through for a few days lets hang out, oh and could you find me good smoke?
you know what. fuck em all. i will go back.
ill go back to who i was.
the old me, he never got fucked over.
he bled alot, but he bled others more.
i thought it would help me
being nice
i thought for sure if i was truely nice and kind, people would surely appreciate that.
but all they want is one more sucker
one more chump for them to fuck with
well u know what
this all day sucker is down to the soggy white stick
my depression, self loathing, sadness, and loss. have all finally gotten bad enough for me to make usefull.
its all going in to anger, every last erg.
rage and hatred, my old friends.
i havent seen them in awhile, and its nice to have em back in town.
it might not be right.
it might not be healthy.
but i can deal with em
i cant take sadness, jealousy, self doubt.
so i am. going back in time to the days of yor.
back to hating the world, cause as long as you can hate the whole world, you never have to worry.
in the last 3 weeks ive discovered that not one mutherfucker i know has honor.
not one woman, not one man.
so im gonna hate em all, hate is very powerfull. itll keep you warm on those cold nights.
i didnt want it to be this way.
i tried so hard.
till it fuckin hurt, and it does, all the time
ive asked for a second helpin of shit sandwich so many times ive started to like it
and you know what, im full.
i would rather be the nice me.
but his world is full of hurt and disappointment.
so thats just it.
if your someone i know out there, please try and understand. im not being a dick because of something you did.
its a survival trait.
and in order to survive, i had to die.
so to all whom i may effect
i apologize
and may bob have mercy on whatever peices of my soul that might be left
many many people call me friend.
yet they never call unless they want something.
i wouldnt mind if they just asked.
im a fairly friendly person, well i was before i got married.
but they feel the need to con me.
sayin shit like
hey why dont you come hang out and have a few beers.
and when i get there its all, ohhh i forgot my X is having trouble you mind lookin at it.
or
hey mind if i come over and hang out.
oh you dont have weed see you later.
or some of my favorites. when a lady is all
ohh ill be stopping through for a few days lets hang out, oh and could you find me good smoke?
you know what. fuck em all. i will go back.
ill go back to who i was.
the old me, he never got fucked over.
he bled alot, but he bled others more.
i thought it would help me
being nice
i thought for sure if i was truely nice and kind, people would surely appreciate that.
but all they want is one more sucker
one more chump for them to fuck with
well u know what
this all day sucker is down to the soggy white stick
my depression, self loathing, sadness, and loss. have all finally gotten bad enough for me to make usefull.
its all going in to anger, every last erg.
rage and hatred, my old friends.
i havent seen them in awhile, and its nice to have em back in town.
it might not be right.
it might not be healthy.
but i can deal with em
i cant take sadness, jealousy, self doubt.
so i am. going back in time to the days of yor.
back to hating the world, cause as long as you can hate the whole world, you never have to worry.
in the last 3 weeks ive discovered that not one mutherfucker i know has honor.
not one woman, not one man.
so im gonna hate em all, hate is very powerfull. itll keep you warm on those cold nights.
i didnt want it to be this way.
i tried so hard.
till it fuckin hurt, and it does, all the time
ive asked for a second helpin of shit sandwich so many times ive started to like it
and you know what, im full.
i would rather be the nice me.
but his world is full of hurt and disappointment.
so thats just it.
if your someone i know out there, please try and understand. im not being a dick because of something you did.
its a survival trait.
and in order to survive, i had to die.
so to all whom i may effect
i apologize
and may bob have mercy on whatever peices of my soul that might be left