Humans are funny, sad sod sometimes. It didn't took a genius to figure out if a person is ok and to add insult to injury,
"Are you OK? What Happen To You?"
That got me rolling my eyes like somewhere in a fantasy dream, I came 7 times with just The Destroyer up my ass and i'm loving it. Sometimes it's not the work, it's not the people, but the sabotaging whether the means are intentional or not, just seeps the energy away.
Been thinking what to do for the rest of my miserable life, by now i'm clean for 6 months, no drugs, no lewd thoughts of unsafe sex and no more excuses for not going to gym. Still I'm not happy, something is missing. Missing in the sense i'm having withdrawals when it came like a hurricane.
Help me to escape this repetitive loop. I'm tired.
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