Sometimes i get so bummed out on the things that i do that i hole up into my room and try to disappear and find ways to change shit that ive made my life out to be.
I've been split with my ex for going on two years, and even though i know that i can find a woman who appeals to my sensibilities and interests much more so than meg, i wish that we could get married and chill out. I've lately come to writing vile songs about her late at night and hope that they'll become my reality.
There's so much cool and fun shit that i've lived my life by, but sometimes i wish that i'd done some shit differently despite, for the greater part believing that everything happens for some sort of reason.
i sell myself short and i'm afraid of success.
However, i think i'm pretty damn happy.