My poorly thought out blah blah
One day, I had some older brothers. They werent the best brothers a kid could have. I had/have a stutter. A speech impediment was really tuff. I was a target as a kid. Being witty/fun was the defense. I tried SO hard to be accepted. The way that I thought was right. College started, and there was 16,000 kids to impress. Useless. Fell into self pity. Swept away with different punk music and kids. Opted for the loner way of life. This did not help at all. I am still a loner. Like to think it has made me better. But, time will tell. Meeting people from the internet. Odd. Feel like I cant function. Currently doing all that I think is right. Trying to be a better person. Trying to be responsible. Doing what I love makes me happy. Some of the people I work with really inspire me. Complaining? More self pity? Beats me.... Maybe its just this feeling of limbo. In the grey. Caught in the middle. Half way there. Family has become more important. Friends less important. The never ending urge to meet a woman. The day to day feeling of complacent. Maybe I will just keep on. The light at the end of the tunnel. Beastie Boys rock!
One day, I had some older brothers. They werent the best brothers a kid could have. I had/have a stutter. A speech impediment was really tuff. I was a target as a kid. Being witty/fun was the defense. I tried SO hard to be accepted. The way that I thought was right. College started, and there was 16,000 kids to impress. Useless. Fell into self pity. Swept away with different punk music and kids. Opted for the loner way of life. This did not help at all. I am still a loner. Like to think it has made me better. But, time will tell. Meeting people from the internet. Odd. Feel like I cant function. Currently doing all that I think is right. Trying to be a better person. Trying to be responsible. Doing what I love makes me happy. Some of the people I work with really inspire me. Complaining? More self pity? Beats me.... Maybe its just this feeling of limbo. In the grey. Caught in the middle. Half way there. Family has become more important. Friends less important. The never ending urge to meet a woman. The day to day feeling of complacent. Maybe I will just keep on. The light at the end of the tunnel. Beastie Boys rock!