I sit here everyday staring at the computer screen. I go from bluelight to opiophile to grind factor to reddit. Read up on the new threads see if anything interesting has happened to anyone. I havent left this tiny house in weeks stuck here a prisoner of convienance. It makes my parents feel safe that I can't leave. They would rather me sit here than have a life. They say at least hey know I'm not using this way. I just wanna die. I mean what would be the differance? I'm already dead inside. The only thing I look forward to is sleeping. I live my life in my dreams. In my dreams I go to concerts I meet girls I get laid occasionally. It's the highlight of my day.
I live on a farm 50 miles from civilization from a job from my friends. My only escape is living on the street and Alabama is not a great place to be on the street. But I don't wanna talk about that. This is my blog not the dark side I shouldn't have to justify why things are how they are. No one understands my situation better than me. I just wish things where different. Haven't I been punished enough for being sad?
I live on a farm 50 miles from civilization from a job from my friends. My only escape is living on the street and Alabama is not a great place to be on the street. But I don't wanna talk about that. This is my blog not the dark side I shouldn't have to justify why things are how they are. No one understands my situation better than me. I just wish things where different. Haven't I been punished enough for being sad?
