over time, everything that you've ever wanted to be will come crashing down in front of you. it is at this time that you must reconsider everything that you've ever done and why, and how you will play the rest of your cards. for me, one of the greater joys in my life was playing guitar and making music with my friends, and as a result of a stupid injury at work, that will never be possible again. fuck my life. fuck it. i think it might be the result of karma. all that i've ever done wrong has somehow came back to me in the form of personal injury. but why? i've never REALLY done anything wrong. i guess i am a liar, but not a thief. i'm not manipulative. i don't purposely fuck anything up for anyone. i have never caused harm to anyone unless they deserved it. i've taken every form of abuse and pain that has ever been thrown my way and i've dealt with it. i'm not that guy that you hate, but i'm not that guy that you love either. i'm that guy that you can't stand because he's not afraid to say what the fuck is on his mind. and maybe sometimes i'm that guy you feel sorry for because he can't quite figure out how to live life. if i had to write my life story, it'd be anything but ordinary. but the past is over, and what i took for granted then i long for now. i guess that's just it. life's no storybook.