The past few days have been pretty shitty. I've been through some shit, so I'm hesitant to really make it an issue, but the truth is, I feel like total poop. I feel this way despite the fact that I've gone through worse, so I'm confused. I mean, I actually cried last night! (Uhh, read: *I don't cry*---I think it's for pussies).
You will hear me say that an old friend passed and that he was a great man with a wonderful smile, but I won't dwell on how I feel about it, because his family is going through probably the worst hell of their lives and how I feel isn't significant. I've also been heard saying lately that my friend with benefits (of whom I've known since jr. high), who I really thought wouldn't be an asshole, is, indeed AN ASSHOLE (true dat....in the purest sense of asshole). I won't obsess over it or allow how it hurts like shit to affect me, because I was duped and lesson learned and I should've known...they're all assholes.
How about that today is the viewing (back to that) and tomorrow morning the funeral and I can't help but not want to go (selfishly). I mean, I'm going, but I DON'T WANNA HAVE TO.
So, this early morning as I drink my coffee and feel like total shit because of some dumb boy who dropped me like a hot rock and the passing of a young soul, I'm holding back my crushed, hurting, heart.
I've buried children and old people alike. I've been married and divorced. And some random fuck buddy is going to crush me? A friend I used to be close to but hadn't seen in a while dies tragically and I can't deal?
Watch me. Ninja.
You will hear me say that an old friend passed and that he was a great man with a wonderful smile, but I won't dwell on how I feel about it, because his family is going through probably the worst hell of their lives and how I feel isn't significant. I've also been heard saying lately that my friend with benefits (of whom I've known since jr. high), who I really thought wouldn't be an asshole, is, indeed AN ASSHOLE (true dat....in the purest sense of asshole). I won't obsess over it or allow how it hurts like shit to affect me, because I was duped and lesson learned and I should've known...they're all assholes.
How about that today is the viewing (back to that) and tomorrow morning the funeral and I can't help but not want to go (selfishly). I mean, I'm going, but I DON'T WANNA HAVE TO.
So, this early morning as I drink my coffee and feel like total shit because of some dumb boy who dropped me like a hot rock and the passing of a young soul, I'm holding back my crushed, hurting, heart.
I've buried children and old people alike. I've been married and divorced. And some random fuck buddy is going to crush me? A friend I used to be close to but hadn't seen in a while dies tragically and I can't deal?
Watch me. Ninja.