joi, 27 mai 2010

Scar tissue.

Finally out of my mental asylum. Good day to be alive!

The past month helped me regain control of my thoughts. Finally! HELLO BRAIN! MY thoughts at fucking last! I've kicked depression's ass and gave sadness a wedgie!
The only thing remaining is scar tissue. But I can live with that, although it looks ugly.

I'm succeeding in becoming a better man. I promised i'd try.

luni, 10 mai 2010

Simple things.

Hello world. I'm still alive, although I'm so tired. Indulging in all these vices, for so long.. it didn't help me at all. Neither have all the girls I ended up hooking up with. Neither the nights I spent encouraging myself that I'm strong and that I don't need anyone by my side. I'm sick and tired of this wild-child life.
I miss the simple things. I miss the colour in my life. All these shades of grey are too much for me to handle.
All these inner questions that haunt me each night, all this bullshit I'm so fed up with. I need a reason to carry on.