Tonight I noticed that I am not doing so well. I'm fine, so don't come freaking out to me like "there's always someone that you can talk to." It's not that at all; I'm past that. What I mean is that I'm losing my positive state of mind. I am rediculously positive in any situation, because I have found that a positive mind will be my orange-arm-floaties of salvation in any pool of misery. But lately... it's so hard to keep that mindframe. I feel like I am always struggling to keep my head above water, but I've got a sack of lead bricks tied to my ankle.

And what's annoying the shit out of me is that these bricks are oh so easily cut from my ankle if I so choose, but I can't seem to bring myself to it. I'm too nice; I'm the kind of guy who never makes waves. If I didn't care so much about the people around me (who seem to not give much of a shit about me) I could just walk away from this whole thing... cut the weight and float up towards normality again.

I'm just sick of every(thing.)(one.)(where.) And I can't even express it the way I want to here because I care too much that someone might find it and get offended. But when everyone I know takes me for granted and doesn't even care to appreciate me, I start to get really fucking hurt. And when I get hurt, I get pissed off and speak my mind. That's probably not such a good thing, but that's who I am.

I'm walking down this road on my quest to find myself and my place in life. Please, somebody stop and give me a map.

Ok, here it is, in a brief post. Computer was like "whooooa I'm broken." Meanwhile, I haven't had the time or the gumption to fix the fucker, so I haven't really had the opportunity to get to posting. And the one time that I DID manage to get online, blogger gave it to me, sans lube.

So anyway, I'll be posting when the computer gets back up. Untill then, sorry for being so boring.

PS: Ladies, seriously.