continuing on my rant from last time, like a month ago.
Pay homage to this girl: Bully
She is one of a couple people who have given me the time of day on this site, even before she was live
Just fucking tired of everything. Not feeling great. Working out fine, lifting hard, need to start riding again. Dying to ride again.
Nothing feels like it should. My friends barely talk to me, barely in contact with me. Making me feel oh so special. Birthday is next month and it will be interesting to see how that goes. I don't care about the bday but I want to see what happens from my friends.
What bothers me is my up most devotion to my friends. The few that I have, those that I consider the pillars in my life, they know what I would do for them. They know I will take a bat to someones head for them. They know I would go to the ends of the earth for them, so is that why they don't talk much to me? I am the taken for granted friend. Like they know that I will be there, that I am devoted to the end. They are the main reason I am alive, not in jail, not a fucked addict and all things along those lines.
So they know where I stand, but I also don't have a life where as they do. Family, shit like that. I live the lonely contract life in another country with nothing but work, working out and school as my primary occupations. That being said I am still busy as fuck but find time for them. I don't fucking know but it is driving me nuts. I don't want to say anything because 1) I shouldn't have to 2) I feel like a bitch
The girl thing is what is eating me alive. I: send texts, call, email, and most importantly send an 8 page letter. In the last year she has maybe emailed me 5 times, I only talk to her when I get a hold of her and most importantly didn't even acknowledge the letter. I fucking poured my heart out in that thing. Slap in the fucking face. Lucy holding the football. All those things. I more or less cut that off. Told her I was backing way the fuck off and she may hear from me sometime. She didn't say anything. Fucking crushed.
All that bullshit thrown on top of this fucking job, these fucking people I work for/with and just the environment here. I won't even go into the politics of it. IT is all eating me up. I need my fucking vacation.
Finland, Norway and Sweden are coming in April. 2 weeks of drinking hard and sight seeing.
On a lighter note I have been listening to the hell out of Kyuss. I forgot how damn good that band was. Also some Casket Lottery at night to chill.
Fuck everything in this fucking world and my petty bitching.
Pay homage to this girl: Bully
She is one of a couple people who have given me the time of day on this site, even before she was live
Just fucking tired of everything. Not feeling great. Working out fine, lifting hard, need to start riding again. Dying to ride again.
Nothing feels like it should. My friends barely talk to me, barely in contact with me. Making me feel oh so special. Birthday is next month and it will be interesting to see how that goes. I don't care about the bday but I want to see what happens from my friends.
What bothers me is my up most devotion to my friends. The few that I have, those that I consider the pillars in my life, they know what I would do for them. They know I will take a bat to someones head for them. They know I would go to the ends of the earth for them, so is that why they don't talk much to me? I am the taken for granted friend. Like they know that I will be there, that I am devoted to the end. They are the main reason I am alive, not in jail, not a fucked addict and all things along those lines.
So they know where I stand, but I also don't have a life where as they do. Family, shit like that. I live the lonely contract life in another country with nothing but work, working out and school as my primary occupations. That being said I am still busy as fuck but find time for them. I don't fucking know but it is driving me nuts. I don't want to say anything because 1) I shouldn't have to 2) I feel like a bitch
The girl thing is what is eating me alive. I: send texts, call, email, and most importantly send an 8 page letter. In the last year she has maybe emailed me 5 times, I only talk to her when I get a hold of her and most importantly didn't even acknowledge the letter. I fucking poured my heart out in that thing. Slap in the fucking face. Lucy holding the football. All those things. I more or less cut that off. Told her I was backing way the fuck off and she may hear from me sometime. She didn't say anything. Fucking crushed.
All that bullshit thrown on top of this fucking job, these fucking people I work for/with and just the environment here. I won't even go into the politics of it. IT is all eating me up. I need my fucking vacation.
Finland, Norway and Sweden are coming in April. 2 weeks of drinking hard and sight seeing.
On a lighter note I have been listening to the hell out of Kyuss. I forgot how damn good that band was. Also some Casket Lottery at night to chill.
Fuck everything in this fucking world and my petty bitching.
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You know i think I may have met 3 of your favorite SG's.
i only met two of the SG's, i thought i met another one but i was wrong, but i really hope to meet GoGo some day.