monotony mono tony money to me moe no toe knee in Sometimes I feel dead inside

Revised: 02/17/2015 6:45 p.m.

  • Feb. 16, 2015, 5 a.m.
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lots going on and yet nothing worth caring about. boring drama, women creating issues with the boys they used to love. boys reacting like a territorial dog, terrified of anything that they perceive as a threat. though rarely seeing the actual threat. women being upset and unreasonable when proven wrong. the mess that comes with visa disasters. there isn’t any excitement in this. i don’t see the point in trying to do anything about it. used to feel like a super hero rushing in to save the day. guess that might have gone away and now i don’t know how to act. i might just not do anything anymore. its not appreciated, its condemned, i’m not trying to get praise i just want people to say thank you. it doesn’t seem worth it, and i will not agonize over it. i’m putting it here and leaving it here.


Last updated February 17, 2015


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