Life imitates death...or something like that? part 2

Why didn't I die yesterday?

Published on January 30, 2005 By mada_ecks In Misc

I hate my life. I didn't do anything today to celebrate my near death experience. It sucks. I can't get out of this god damn funk I'm in and I can't get myself wasted enough to forget about shit. I just want to forget about shit but I can't. I have to think about every little thing and how I feel that people hate me. Why do I think this? Why do I put myself through this hell?

Dammit, why can't I get drunk enough to not think about these questions. Dammit all. Hell, maybe I'll feel better tomorrow and I don't have to listen to bullshit rap music all day. God damn this retarded wanna-be, millionaires.

until I'm sorta sober...

-MX-

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