It’s just bullshit, after bullshit. I can’t even keep track. People say just do what makes you happy and that’s a big fat nothing. Nothing makes me happy and if something did we wouldn’t be having this conversation now would we? Didn’t think so, now fuck off. Every time I feel accomplished and proud of something I watch someone else do it better and I feel like shit all over again. Piano: I’m good, someone else is great. Singing: I’m good, someone else is great. Acting: I’m good, someone else is great. Being nice: I’m good, someone else is great. Grades: Mine are good, someone […]
