once again

like i having tired this path but maybe rabites will be coming out of my hat ha ah yea the whole week the whole.. trying to find it again that madness wait just wait till there can be no other but my mistakes my fault just mine to wait till there the end damn here again i waited and put off and ran for it and got at least 2 for sure Bs ha bullshit i just run it like an iron fisted champion an irond willd fuck up and 2 Bs ha like to think that 3 three bs and mabe just mabe 4 bs cause that would be so much better and yea but the story of my life but i did not shape up like i been complaining to myself i created my own hell nothing else is new? ha and i have to take it as it is the feeling of relief breaths oh well im not there yet 1 more year so many ideas and yea i got my letter and i am just a bit dissapoited i guess i couldnt really get on it i couldnt really do like i said i could do what is my problem? me thats it oh well i still feel like singin i still feel like breathin i still feel like fukin it up cause so so much more different and fucked up that i cant explaind growin up happens and it shall be imbraced and when the time comes it shall surely be seen dont get me wrong cause once again i created my own hell...
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we all create our own hell sometimes, but it doesn't mean the birds stop singing for us.

it was your birthdayy a few days ago, huh? each dayy we're getting older &older, but are we reallyy doing anything else??

i've missed youu Sunshine, but it's ok i guess. you've made your mark alreadyy &it's ok to leave.


once we get through this hell, is there more? and more? and more?

if you're nobodyy, then who am i?



love.
but.


when youu create your own hell, isn't it hard not to stop for a single second to admire your own masterpiece?



keep kickin'.
we all create our own hells.
i know i made mine, and decorated it too.
dont feel bad.
it happens.