holliday

I kinda hate when a somewhat good day can go bad..

then good...

then bad...

then good...

I mean, am I fucking bi-polar or is life just not fucking constistant?

Cuz...it's bad again...bad like, drunk speeding on the highway bad...cuz I like to...cuz I don't care...

Bad like, I'm living some kind of fucking de ja vous...

Bad like...why did I bother getting off my fucking couch...

Good like finally having a conversation with an old friend I haven't spoken to since January...

Good like finally getting clear on some stuff...

Bad like feeling hopeless...

Bad like feeling alone...

Bad like feeling the future close in around me...

Bad like, why don't you just tell the fucking truth...

Bad like, am I the only one?

Bad like, yeah, probably...

Bad like...I'm just gonna get drunk and who the fuck cares anyway...