Thursday, April 30, 2009

Cincinnati Coma Scale

I hate feeling stressed out.

Right now, a perfect day looks like this:

3:30pm: wake up
3:31pm: get blazed
3:50pm: set itunes on shuffle
3:00am: pass out

About a week of that sounds excellent, please. Could I have a side of "Never Care About Anything Again" with that, also? I just want to check out.

Is that such a bad thing?

I feel like no matter what I do, I'm never going to be where I want to be. I'll never be at peace. I'm always going to be frusterated, I'm always going to be worried about money, I'm always going to have to run interference on my family, I'm always going to be on the outside, looking in. I feel this, like, deeply. I can't fucking win, today, tomorrow or ten fucking years from now. FML.

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