“Don’t ever let life pass you by.”
Nice lyrics from Incubus. I’m not the type that always says shit like, “Stay strong, things will get better”, or completely stupid shit like, “Trust in God, he helps everything.”
All That is bullshit. Do whatever the fuck makes you happy/comfortable, whatever. That’s what I TRY to do, but my mother gets in the way of that alot. I don’t have a real good depressing story to tell you, I’ve already told my life story many times on this website. I’ve had at least 4 different accounts under 4 different names. I’ve told everything about myself on here. EVERYTHING. It didn’t help like my dumbass therapist said it would, but it didn’t make things worse either. Everything is simple to me when it comes to helping other people with their problems, and you probably think that I can solve MY problems very easy. WRONG. I’ve been trying to solve my problems for 3 and a half years. There’s no end to my questioning, my pain. Who gives a shit anyways. Everyone has problems. I just don’t want to help them with their pain anymore.
“Grey would be the color, if I had a heart.”
-Trent Reznor