I don't like what I do, I still haven't found the way to live my life. I think that I am meant for better but I don't know what it is. I'm always fighting with myself over any thing that I ought to do but I get much less than desirable results.
I hate all this stuff. All the things that I have been telling myself since some time ago were made up out of nothing. They are not working. They never have been, but people liked my lies and were kind of impressed by them.
Now I'm (like I always have) crashing my foolish and totally unrealistic dreams and I know that on the other end of this road of disillusionment is maturity - or so-called maturity.
Well, OK, I'm gonna live this through while I am still alive and then we'll see what comes up next.
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