It's funny how life works out. You can go out with one person and everyone will love you; go out with another and you're public enemy number one, seemingly the worst thing to have ever happened to them. I mean I should feel happy, I have most things I need; but what good is that if you hate yourself? I should be used to people disliking me by now, I mean it happens all the time, but for someone who just wants to be left alone, it kind of gets to me a bit when people starts having personal opinions about you. I got told today that I 'have a strong image, it really suits you, but it's an issue. Clients will be offended and complain.' F* off.
Seriously though, what the f* is the meaning of my life? Why the hell am I here? I used to think I knew, but now I have no f*ing clue. I'm just scrambling around in the dark. I guess I'm kind of lost right now, and that's something I thought I'd never hear myself say. I don’t know, it's like I've done what I was meant to and that I'm not meant to be here, that there's nothing else for me but to roll forward with nothing. I feel tired, seriously tired. Oh well, I guess it's just another one of those days...

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