Monday, August 31, 2015
Saturday, August 29, 2015
Jack or Jill
Jack or Jill went up the hill
But no one was sure who it was
And when they were done
They commenced to fuck
Like every other idiot does
Jack and Jill went way downhill
Because they couldn't jusy make it work
And it's not because she didn't love him
It's becausse he behaved like a
Fucking jerk.
So Jack and Jill went their separate ways
Never to see the other again
Haha, just kidding
But seriously, no one is winning
With these two playing
Their goddamn fucking love games.
But no one was sure who it was
And when they were done
They commenced to fuck
Like every other idiot does
Jack and Jill went way downhill
Because they couldn't jusy make it work
And it's not because she didn't love him
It's becausse he behaved like a
Fucking jerk.
So Jack and Jill went their separate ways
Never to see the other again
Haha, just kidding
But seriously, no one is winning
With these two playing
Their goddamn fucking love games.
10 to one he won't come tonight.
10 to one.
I've often felt myself wondering if life is just one big joke. Call that my depression talking, but sitting here outside of a music venue, going to see a band by myself, smoking the shittily rolled cirgarettes I just can't seem to find the technique to do properly, having just consumed a mediocre salad and fries I paid 19 dollars for, leaves me asking myself what the fuck am I doing here.
I have a good job. By all objective standards, I have a good life. But I still feel alone. Completely and utterly alone.
When someone you considered a very good friend flies in from California and asks you at the very last second to lunch which suspiciously seems like a pity hangout, you feel alone.
When you find out she has been getting blackout drunk with your ex but didn't want to invite you to come hang (and is it really just because they've been friends longer than you and it would have been awkward if you three, who have had a weird menage esque relationship but not really at all, but you were just very suspicious because it seems like she is jealous because she once had feelings for him) you feel utterly alone.
When your ex-boyfriend only wants to hang out with you because he has nothing better to do, but still can't decide or have the courtesy to tell you he can't decide whether or not he wants to hang out with you, these selfish acts make you feel utterly alone.
When you still want to see him anyway, you feel utterly alone. AND pathetic.
When you call people in an attempt to make some connection but no one calls you back, you feel utterly alone.
When you're co-worker is too busy chatting up girls and trying to get laid to talk to you, you feel alone.
And when the only people you have conversations with on a regular basis are your parents, guess what.
You feel utterly alone.
When you just want someone you get along with who isn't them to talk to you, you feel utterly alone.
I feel utterly alone.
I try to recognize that this is all temporarily, that feelings are temporary, that I am temporary. But it just doesn't seem to be working. Sometimes, it feels like nothig does.
Or ever will.
I hope you, imaginary reader, can relate. I hope you understand how it feels and can somehow telepathically communicate to me that I am not alone. That I shouldn't worry about whether or not he comes here and wants to see me, because I'm too good for him anyways. I hope you, someone out there in the stratosphere, can send me love from wherever you are, because right now I really need it, and helps me realize that despite my current circumstances, I am not, nor ever will be, utterly alone. At least I hope I'm not.
10 to one.
I've often felt myself wondering if life is just one big joke. Call that my depression talking, but sitting here outside of a music venue, going to see a band by myself, smoking the shittily rolled cirgarettes I just can't seem to find the technique to do properly, having just consumed a mediocre salad and fries I paid 19 dollars for, leaves me asking myself what the fuck am I doing here.
I have a good job. By all objective standards, I have a good life. But I still feel alone. Completely and utterly alone.
When someone you considered a very good friend flies in from California and asks you at the very last second to lunch which suspiciously seems like a pity hangout, you feel alone.
When you find out she has been getting blackout drunk with your ex but didn't want to invite you to come hang (and is it really just because they've been friends longer than you and it would have been awkward if you three, who have had a weird menage esque relationship but not really at all, but you were just very suspicious because it seems like she is jealous because she once had feelings for him) you feel utterly alone.
When your ex-boyfriend only wants to hang out with you because he has nothing better to do, but still can't decide or have the courtesy to tell you he can't decide whether or not he wants to hang out with you, these selfish acts make you feel utterly alone.
When you still want to see him anyway, you feel utterly alone. AND pathetic.
When you call people in an attempt to make some connection but no one calls you back, you feel utterly alone.
When you're co-worker is too busy chatting up girls and trying to get laid to talk to you, you feel alone.
And when the only people you have conversations with on a regular basis are your parents, guess what.
You feel utterly alone.
When you just want someone you get along with who isn't them to talk to you, you feel utterly alone.
I feel utterly alone.
I try to recognize that this is all temporarily, that feelings are temporary, that I am temporary. But it just doesn't seem to be working. Sometimes, it feels like nothig does.
Or ever will.
I hope you, imaginary reader, can relate. I hope you understand how it feels and can somehow telepathically communicate to me that I am not alone. That I shouldn't worry about whether or not he comes here and wants to see me, because I'm too good for him anyways. I hope you, someone out there in the stratosphere, can send me love from wherever you are, because right now I really need it, and helps me realize that despite my current circumstances, I am not, nor ever will be, utterly alone. At least I hope I'm not.
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