Just wasting time.

You whine about your problems.
Fucking not that bad.
Sex. Love. Lust. I honor it.
I focus on the future not the past.
I smile truely, I can honestly say I'm okay now.
When I know that there are others. Who are suicidal.
Who long on the past, guilt. Every thing they are disgusted with themselves.
Hurts doens't it. Fuck yeah.
Then there are those. Who can't understand.
Who haven't been through shit and don't know anything.
Shit happens. You cna't avoid it. But you gotta know PAIN. To get stronger.
You gotta face everything in your life. To push through, instead of alternatives.
Sure. Let's get some booze. Drugs and smoking is for losers.
I drink for the fun. Not to be cool or anything. Just to say.
Fuck you world and not care. So bring on the alcohol and sex.
Cause I want some of it.
Haha, even when I'm fine and can't cry anymore I still love it.
Man, shit's been good. Boy problems aren't solved but I'm good.
I love you. Kristina. Jackie. Kenny. Candice. Peggy. And still.
I still care about Brian. Maybe not love, maybe not like, but I still care.
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I'm just living through my problems, following life. All I'm really doing.
Is wasting time until I die. Nothing more. I live by it <3