Fuck it. Done trying.

Girls are retarded. Honestly. Their entire life they run around saying they want the best guy for them, one who will fight for them, love them, then when they have that guy, they just walk away cause some new guy walks into their life. So, they throw away everything they built with the guy they should be with for a relationship that's destined to fail.

Done trying to get her back. Done making someone a priority who has only made me a memory until she realizes the mistake she made. Done with everything. Can't say I didn't try. I put everything forward. Made myself the most vulnerable I have ever been only to be ignored. Whatever.

Tick... tock... tick... tock...

I wish I could sleep at night again. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk...

Pick Ups: October 19-20, 2010

Tuesday means paycheck. Paycheck means money. Money means I get to blow it all on the majority of shit I don't need. So, here's a list of what I blew all of my money on this Tuesday (and Wednesday).

New Beginnings?

Haven't written my thoughts or views on things in a long time. Used to help me through the darkest of times, figured I'd give it a go again. Try and make sense of things. Find the good in the terrible.

Here's to a new beginning at something that I once cherished and used to my advantage: my love of writing and expressing myself. Something I lost track of a long, long time ago. Maybe if I do this, I'll be able to sleep again at night. Maybe a second won't feel like an eternity. Maybe I'll figure out who the fuck I actually am again. Maybe I'll find it within me to bring back the thing I love most.