Never A Dull Moment

A boy gives a girl 10 roses, 9 real 1 fake he says to the girl “I’ll love you till the last rose dies.” But the last rose was never alive so therefore his love was a lie.

The past few weeks, I haven’t been sleeping well. Sometimes I don’t sleep at all…. When you make mistakes, sometimes you feel embarrassed and on other occasions you feel regret. Regret is the cause for my lack of sleep. Many months ago, I became friends with a really great person, and I abused their trust and betrayed them. Ever since then, that person has been on my mind constantly and I’ve never felt so bad about anything before. I tried to apologize but she walked away. We have passed each other sometimes and we’ve caught each other staring but when we do, we always look away immediately. I’ve tried so hard to just stop thinking about it but it always comes back into my head and it tortures me to know that I hurt her. And I guess posting this on the stupid internet is another attempt to just get this off my chest.

Time, time, time.

I gots no time.

I gots no time for sleep.

I gots no time to eat.

I gots no time to fix my hair,

I gots no time for some fresh air.

I gots no time for my wife and kids,

But my work is all that is.

I never had time for myself

because I work work work

On that rainy night on the twelfth of November all those years ago, I embarked on the journey through life. Fifteen years into my adventure, I have found happiness, sadness, anger, excitement, pain and confusion. Lately, I’ve been finding more of the sadness, pain, anger and confusion, rather than the excitement and happiness. I think it’s because I still don’t know who I am yet, and I am too impatient to find out. I also think it’s because I’m actually starting to see how dark the world is. It scares and disgusts me. A few times I have tried to “abandon ship,” if you know what I mean, due to my fears and also my curiosity of the existence of some sort of afterlife, but I press on with life because I think that there is a light within all of this darkness and because of my curiosity of what will happen during my lifetime, since I have years until I die in a hospital bed. But any day could be my last. I could start living like those disgusting people, who party every night and get drunk and do heroin while fucking every attractive person in sight. But where’s the fun in that? I want something more. I want excitement that’s not in the form of money, drugs and sex that everyone settles for, although it’s all very tempting. I want actual happiness, love, peace of mind, and I’m going to keep living until I find it. And I have my friends and family to help me in my times of need. But right now, in this moment as I am writing this, all I can do is sit here and writhe in the pain of having sunburn.

I’m a mean man

Don’t trust me with your shit

I’m a mean man

Doesn’t get better than this

I’ll stab you in the back

and I’ll stab you in the front

And if you’re lucky, in the face

BECAUSE I’M A MEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNN MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN                                                                                                                                                        

….bitch