Monday, May 12, 2008
There are times when you just feel empty.
There are days when you just feel crappy.
Life has a nasty habit of making you feel shitty.
When I was young I thought life was pretty.
I still do.
Pretty Shitty.
But that's ok. Because I had my squadmates.
For a while at any rate.
But life like that, isn't it? The past just wishes to stay dead
Just as we sometimes hate getting out of bed.
I think I've gotten over the shock of passing out
But there are days when you feel shitty, crappy and empty...
And life just seems to really get to you.
Which makes me wonder: what happened?
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8:38 PM
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