i have massive bouts of depression, i feel like i'm under god's microscope. i got like 2 freinds left (not counting the ones here) and they always have the time to sit and talk to me. i feel the same way, as far as getting knocked back down. i had the feance, i had a decant job, and was saving for a house. then the shit hit the fan, and i was homeless for a month. no girl, got fired, pissed through my savings. i'm just now getting back on my feet. The one GOOD thing about this country is your freedom, and freewill. go somewhere, and do somthing, anything! if indeed your pissed for loosing somone, this is not the way to honor them. do something they always wanted to do. in any case i send my deepest condolences.
dark0ne Reviewed by dark0ne on . F*** all. The American Dream? Bullshit from the Menace. Hope? Fuck that. I don't believe in anything related to that worthless evasion of reality. I prefer to consume drugs to evade reality. Seems like everytime something goes right in my life, something fucks it up. I never did care about life, but certain events during the last few months have firmly backed those perceptions. I haven't given two fucks about life for seven years, and the way I look at it, every day I live is one less on this shitty Rating: 5