Argh!! Motherfucking fuckity fuck. Shit, goddamn and every other fucking
cunting profanity you can think of. I can't believe it. What I had been
waiting for. Right in front of me and I let it slip through my fingers. The
perfect opportunity. God, why does doing what you want and doing the right
thing have to be completely different?
All those feelings of anxiety
and inadequacy have come back. I could have done something about it, but
no. No, it was not to be. Do I get another chance? I mean how many chances
do I have to squander before I can show that I'm up to it?
Goddamn,
why?! Why is this happening? I'm not happy right now. Do I just sit here
and grin and bear it?
I didn't want to blog today, but I guess I had no
choice. Not after this.
Just to emphasise the point, let me quote some
Smiths "punctured bicycle, on a hillside desolate - will nature make a man of
me yet?"
I'm so sad. Oh woe is me rah rah rah.
I don't know how
you can carry on like that when you know the truth? Acting like nothing
happened.
Enough of this shit for today.
Joaquin out.
Wednesday, September 05, 2012
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