Saturday, March 19, 2011
shit i don't know why i'm depressed again
i don't need this ok.
i don't need to be compared to anyone else anymore.
like shit. man.
as if i don't already know that i suck enough at life.
fuck. i'm fucking sick of pretending that everything's fine and dandy,
that i'm coping, that i'm happy.
but fuck it. inside i'm still just the same insecure scared little twerp.
but we're ok.
we're ok. if you believe hard enough, everything will be alright.
if you can convince yourself (maybe we could fool the world too)
or is it the other way round.
if we believe hard enough.
if we try harder.
if we worked harder.