I hesitate, at first to write this blog. I don't know exactly how I feel about myself, life, everything specifically or in general. Perhaps it will help me figure it out. I just don't know. It's one of THOSE days. Because I am one of THOSE kinds of guys. And what does that mean? I was talking to my friend about how I know that I am not absolutely anything. I'm not absolutely one facet of my identity solely. I think this bothers me more than I initially realized. I am mercurial, tempestuous, ever-changing, indecisive and not entirely sure how I present myself. What I think of me. What others think. I'm not sure if I care or not.
One thing that I can say is that I'm not happy with my life presently. As in, at this exact moment in time. It's definitely going to change. Probably soon. But, right now...nope. I don't like my living situation, how I look, my academic life, my social life, or my love life. I think i'm going through some sort of chemically-based depression. Perhaps I need to start eating meat again? GAHHHH!!!
See? there it is once again. I don't know myself. How can I ever be proud of being him?
Anyways. This blog was not intended to make its reader feel worse. And by that I mean that I know I'll go back and read it and question why I even posted it. It sort of helped. A little bit. And that's what this thinger is for.
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2 comments:
Nigger, please!
you are so fucking beautiful that it makes no fucking sense whatso fucking EVER why you should even have an opinion otherwise....it's your fucking bone structure and your lips and your fake eyelashed GoRGeous eyes that are the real topper/tipper offer. What are you RETARDED? It's right there look in the fucken mirror, ....
to be totally surface and vain about the whole goddam thing:
you are black and mexican!
hello you come from pretty stock! two of the most luscious and colorful nationalities out there to be all ethnocentric
and #2
you are so fucking smart that it's all the time/still tripping me out
even tho i'm the one that gave birth to you
3. dissatisfied schmissatisfied
4. you're here you're queer yeah yeah yeah yeah that is NOT all that you are so practice that trumpet of yours and toot your other cuernos (sp? c or q)que la fregada
y cinco: it's just/es un declarate innocente
you are sooooooo young, my biggest son. 18 is verrrry young. so is 19 and
so is 40 (sorta only not really)
:0]
and 6 i love you okaybye
so i got a little dissatisfied schmissatisfied with my view picture and i changed it a coupla times and i can't seem to get it right although i kinda like remembering my motivation for this particular pose....it was me trying to look like i'm gonna
KICK your ASS!!
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