November 3, 2020

Another opportunity squandered, another opportunity lost.

Can you blame me when I don’t know what I’m doing? Why can’t I take responsibility for my own actions? Why don’t I have the courage to keep going?

I suppose it is karma at its finest, and here I am, looking for more pity. What a fucking bitch.

I am simply lost. On a day when America will meet its new ruler, I will just delve deeper into the sea, hoping to keep myself in check.

I wish I had that edge, that I want to do better than you that I had ever so slightly in my childhood but lost it somewhere along the way. It’s probably floating around somewhere, along with my soul.

History repeats itself – for some, they break through but for the idiots and ‘followers’ like me, they continue to wreak self-destruction. Perhaps one day I will wake up and grow up. Perhaps I won’t be food anymore, one day. Perhaps…

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