i dont know what it is im supposed to be doing with my life.
ive spent so much time doing so little and so much drinking that thats all that i think about or know.
and now im waking up and finding out that this sober life isnt as i thought it would be.
nor is it the worst. but im not nearly 28 anymore or even 35. and time seems a little more important these days.
i wish i had a friend. a real friend. one i didnt have to be pretend around.
one that wasnt so easily tired or offended.
someone different.
but i guess thats what everyone wants.
someone different like me.
someone different like them.
are any of us really that different tho.
really.