For as long as I could remember, I’ve always hated life.
Even as a child I would think about killing myself.
I figured, I should just wait, things might get better.
Finally 18, and starting to dip my toes in the real world.
It’s easy to see things are only getting worse…
fuck.
Not because I don’t like them, but because I can’t help but think of what a fuck up I am.
When I’m alone, or with other people, I don’t give a fuck about anything. I brush shit off and live in the moment, because tomorrow isn’t promised. I don’t care that my life’s going nowhere. I don’t care that I have forever been and will forever be worthless. I don’t care that I won’t walk at graduation. I think those are stupid things to be worried about.
But when I’m with my family, and I see how successful they all are, and how disappointed they are with me… it kills me.
I always here shit like, “do it for mom and dad,” or “It’s all I ask of you.”
WELL SHIT, I’m sorry I’m such a fuck up and aren’t capable of doing anything. I TRY, and I’m sorry I can’t live up to your standards.
I know they’re not high, but I’M A FUCKING WORTHLESS FUCK UP. Why can’t they just accept that fact the same way I’ve accepted it? I just want to be fucking happy, and I’ve taught myself to cancel out success as a requirement for happiness.
I don’t need a high paying job, a big house and materialistic objects.
I’ve taught myself not to need anything to be happy, but it’s so damn hard to keep that happiness when your family constantly reminds you that society thinks you suck.
Why can’t my family just be happy that I’m happy? Why should they care whether I’m successful or not, If I don’t care? Just accept me for who I am, A FUCK UP. And if your so damn worried about what to tell your friends, just fucking lie.
One fucked up child out of four, that’s not so bad. Just please get over it.
I know I’ve failed my parents. I’ve never done anything to make them proud or help them out. I’m sorry. Now stop making feel like complete shit..
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WOW! all two of them!? I’ll be sure to check it out brah..
But frankly, I don’t give a fuck.
We’ll never be friends again. We’ll never hang out, we’ll never catch up, and we’ll never just talk like we used to.
No matter how bad I want it, there’s just nothing I can do.
There’s no room for me in your life any longer, and I just need to learn how to let go of the past.
What sucks most is how much I still care about you. How I still wonder what you’re up to, and if your being safe. I have the biggest urges to text you, just to know what’s going on in your life. But I don’t, because I know I mean nothing to you. That I’m nothing but a bother, and your responses are just pity.
We’re nothing but the past, and I’ve just got massive attachment issues.
It’s obvious you’ve moved on a long time ago, and your living a much better life without me.
Sorry for bugging you. Sorry I tried.
PLEEEEASE!oh sure?
lay em on meh
I didn’t even read the questions, but I know I’d be more than excited to answer any of them. Hahaha!
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I have zero period at 6 in the morning, but I want to edit these scenes so badly.
It’s not even about the deadline, it’s just that I know I’ll have so much fun doing it.
But, I still have a ton of school work I need to do.
And, I should really just go to sleep…
I'm Vince(nt). Fixed. Film. Ukulele. Skate. Sleep. I'm an odd child with a boring blog.
