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Monday, December 29, 2008
; 8:36 PM


i am sick, sick of everything, sick of life itself. just when things are turning for the better, i am hit with another shit. i am just tired of pretending to be alright. i am sick of replying to your problems. i am sick of all of it. i feel like shit but i can't get it out. i should be happy, i got a job, i got a girl, i got a family. but hell no, someone out there just hates seeing me happy. i am sighing more than i am smiling. i usually get it over and done with smoking away, but now it does not help. i am in dire straits, i don't know what to do. i am not getting along with my family, my friends just don't seem enough and my girlfriend is just adding to it. life sucks, how i wish there was a stop button. no one understands, no one tries to, no one asks, nobody cares. fuck life, fuck you jan, you're so weak.


And my weakness is that I care too much 


the dysphoric rocker.

jan.
eighteen.

fuck me up and i'll fuck you up. i don't live for you, nor you for me. i don't care what you think, your opinion of me won't change me one bit. i've had enough of those.

sex drugs rock n' roll is the way i live my life

euphoria.



psychedelia.
listen to paradise.