Aplunk1
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After promising myself a year, giving a concerted, orchestrated effort to finish up with school... everything falls apart, eventually. Nothing was meant to stay.
Allocated funds dwindle, not enough time... It's time to sell my car, and maybe my other possessions... like my guitar. Not enough to get by.
As I am nearly done with half of my schooling, I find that I might have to take a long break from school and get a city job. Nothing pretty, but it makes a living.
After all this head-banging, intense studying, nothing pays off.. I get a city job, and that's it for now.
Even after all these treatments, I still hate my hair... I am unkempt. I hate my complexion, and I hate the fact that I cannot overcome my social anxiety. I hate the fact that I can't get it up while on Propecia.. I hate the fact that there is no net easiness in anything I've accomplished thus far.
I hate it. Canceling the gym pass. Can't afford decent clothes or food. Can't afford cable.. Can't afford a girlfriend..
And to all you stupid goatfuckers out there who constantly COMPARE my life to a life much worse... THAT'S NO f*****g WAY TO LIVE. How the f*** can you keep comparing my situation to that of a poor beggar in a third-world country?
Why can't you simply gauge your own life standard by your personal happiness? Why is everything a goddamned comparison for you? Can no one accept that maybe I'm unhappy with MY life, and that thinking of being BETTER than a poor shithead is not acceptable?
Time and effort amount to nothing..
It all comes down to money..
Not everyone's situation is made better by comparison. Some of you guys have no f*****g clue..
One of the few things that provides consolation is the liquor I drink every night.. And go ahead and make that comparison, because that's the best way to handle a negative situation..
Allocated funds dwindle, not enough time... It's time to sell my car, and maybe my other possessions... like my guitar. Not enough to get by.
As I am nearly done with half of my schooling, I find that I might have to take a long break from school and get a city job. Nothing pretty, but it makes a living.
After all this head-banging, intense studying, nothing pays off.. I get a city job, and that's it for now.
Even after all these treatments, I still hate my hair... I am unkempt. I hate my complexion, and I hate the fact that I cannot overcome my social anxiety. I hate the fact that I can't get it up while on Propecia.. I hate the fact that there is no net easiness in anything I've accomplished thus far.
I hate it. Canceling the gym pass. Can't afford decent clothes or food. Can't afford cable.. Can't afford a girlfriend..
And to all you stupid goatfuckers out there who constantly COMPARE my life to a life much worse... THAT'S NO f*****g WAY TO LIVE. How the f*** can you keep comparing my situation to that of a poor beggar in a third-world country?
Why can't you simply gauge your own life standard by your personal happiness? Why is everything a goddamned comparison for you? Can no one accept that maybe I'm unhappy with MY life, and that thinking of being BETTER than a poor shithead is not acceptable?
Time and effort amount to nothing..
It all comes down to money..
Not everyone's situation is made better by comparison. Some of you guys have no f*****g clue..
One of the few things that provides consolation is the liquor I drink every night.. And go ahead and make that comparison, because that's the best way to handle a negative situation..