Merry Mas

Its been a fun filled weekend.

Full of false hope, and bitter disappointment (self induced)

But also loads of ass kicking fun with Sean, Dirt, Dboy, and Ton.



Do you ever think you really shouldn't even bother with something?

I do, but I really don't care about much anymore, so I deal and try anyway.

Because, what have I got to lose?

Everything I do have is not associated with the problem, so its worry free.

And I'll keep going until my face is smashed into the pavement.




Next.


I'm tired of being treated like an item.

I feel like I'm being used as a vent, and to me, its shallow.

Everyone has problems, including myself.

If mine are brought up, they're shot down as insignificant, maybe not consciously, but still.

What the hell, your problems aren't even that crazy.

Parents beat their children everyday.

They do fucking drugs.

They live in a shit hole.

They have no future, and its not their fault.

Don't over blow these situations.

Learn to be happy with what you have, because what you have is amazing.

And its not fair.

At least you've had opportunities.

At least you've had a chance.

Don't get me wrong, I like to help.

And care about you deeply, insanely.

But you're killing yourself and its frustrating.

You call yourself a christian.

Act like one.

Because whether God is real or not, I couldn't tell you.

He must be frustrated too.

You have an amazing life.

He's given you so much.

Sure there is drama, but what the hell.

Put a rat and cat in a cage and shit will happen.

I've subtly, friendly, tried to tell you this before.

You didn't understand.

Now I feel like I have to pound it straight into your skull.

Do I feel remorse?

Right now, yes.

Will I if you finally get the picture?

No.