They say that the little things in life is what matters most. Well, whoever "they" are - they were right. But it's the little things in life that make me feel horrible each and every goddamn day. I should be estatic and happy right now, but I'm not. I just sit here conveying my thoughts on to a webpage that no one reads. I open my brain, let the thoughts flood out and drip onto a keyboard. I don't think anyone takes me seriously when they need to. And then take me seriously when I am just kidding. No one thinks I will amount to anything in life. I won't become rich, famous, well known, well liked, worthwhile..hell..who knows - even happy.
And I think they're right.
Listening : Brand New - Good To Know That If I Ever Need Attention I'll Die
Mood : Hopeless |
