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...
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.
when youu create your own hell, isn't it hard not to stop for a single second to admire your own masterpiece?
keep kickin'.
i know i made mine, and decorated it too.
dont feel bad.
it happens.