Have you ever sat in a group of people and not said a word? Not purposefully, and not even because you have other things on your mind. You just kinda let everything pass by, without feeling any urge or desire to influence, to reach out and change it. You’re far away, and it takes an awful effort to come back. Why come back? Why can’t you stay?
Whenever I get mad, I try to imagine how it would sound if I explained to someone why I was mad.
If I sound retarded even to myself, then I take a nap.
I hope I never actually sprout tits and a vagina for all the emotional crap I’ve been feeling lately.
Not that there’s anything wrong with it, I just disgust myself night after night with how I can’t seem to be just a regular guy willing to listen to other peoples problems without bitching about his own.
…I think I need to go get my ass kicked by Jorge at judo again. Maybe that’ll set me right.
Some people are more trouble than theyre worth
