| i'm a love hater |
[Jul. 4th, 2007|03:31 am] |
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here i am again. she never says the right things and often says the wrong things. and i sit here all night because she said maybe she'll come over and we could sleep in on the fourth of july. if i can't see the fireworks at night at least i could have that. but i'm here and i'm drunk and unhappy and i'm by myself wishing i could be motivated to go jogging all the time so i could look better or save money so i could be financially stable and be more qualified as a "man" because maybe she'd be with me right now. then i think everythings bullshit and it wouldn't bother me that much if i lived on the street. i'm fucked up. |
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