Saturday, 3 January 2004

WhY?
I look back to the things I have written and it all seems so ridiculous. No wonder no one wants to listen to me when I talk, if these are the things I say. It all seems so pointless. Everyone is out there doing stuff and here I am by myself. It always ends up just the same. All they'll do is talk about me anyway. Misconstrew the things I say and do. None of it really matters because I always end up the same, alone, anyways. No one really understands what it's like to be me. I do it all. I do the work, I make the money, I clean the house, I raise the child. I do it all and people still want to talk shit about me. People still want to treat me like I'm nothing and disrespect me. So what's the point then? What's the point in even caring? As my new resolutions I want to care less and talk less. I don't know. I guess I don't have much else to lose at this point!

Posted by thewonderlandpress at 4:34 PM EST

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