"feeling old by 21
never thought my day would come..."
"make me laugh
say you know what you want
you said we were the real thing
so I show you some more and I learn
what black magic can do
make me laugh
say you know you can turn
me into the real thing
so I show you some more
and I learn..."
The tides turn. I am weary of endless self-indulgent rambles of shit that make no never mind to me. I am weary of unwarranted obligations bound by guilt. I am weary of high-school antics played by physically grown adult (though the mentality is left for speculation). I am weary of the proverbial "Gay Community" (enough said on that one lest I vomit on myself). I am weary, and I am done.
I made a conscious effort to branch out of my Hermit’s shell and embrace the so-called life around me. I have since discovered I do not like it. I remember now why I retreated to the fortress within my self imposed walls. People are simply not worth it. They either annoy me, piss me off, or completely drain me to the point that I haven't anything left for myself. FUCK that. One might say it a poor choice of acquaintances, but I am beginning to think there is something inherently wrong with me because the same type of people are forever entering my life. I officially declare myself an Emotionally Crippled Self Serving Mental Patient Freak Magnet. And I give up.
Go Away. I am who I am. I owe you nothing. And I need not answer to any of you for anything I choose to so. If you are not for me you are against me. I have no use for you.