I am perfectly sick of failing.
School, carriers, women, happiness. Fail fail fail fail. Fuck.
A good friend of mine once said, “you can’t wait for something good to happen to you. You’ve got to risk it all and go get it for yourself.” That is only great advice if everything you touch doesn’t instantly turn to shit.
Gimme a week, I’ll be fine, but for now I’m in a whirlpool of bullshit. I'm gonna go get drunk.