us remains impossible.


I’m kind of having a wishy washy night. Another one where I don’t know how I feel about anything. I tell myself that I want something, always, indefinitely, until I get it. But how is that even possible when I want so many things. I always focus on what I don’t have.

I am the king of “don’t have’s”. I don’t have this, I don’t have that. Why even bother talking in specifics anymore. Pretty much fill in the blank and there is something to do with that which I feel I don’t have.
I’ve got opinions on everything, and everyone. And I’ve always got an issue with something.
I don’t even know what the hell I am talking about. I don’t be specific, though if I were, I doubt I would still make any sense.
This weekend had its up’s, and its downs. On the up’s I was glad I got to see a couple of people I haven’t for a while. On the downs, I didn’t see some people, and my night on Saturday was pretty unpleasant.
Well, it started alright, decent enough, but way too tiring and taxing.
I always write blogs like this, I start, then I type a bit, lose interest, leave the blog for awhile, come back and write a quick end.
I’m too tired and frustrated right no to write a good end.
Ugh. I’m so sick of my own life sometimes.
Scratch that.
I am sick of some people in my life so much, most of the time.

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