It really is, and this time I am not even going to blame anybody here, not me, not people, let us just face some facts. I am not good looking, I don’t have money, currently jobless, have no idea what I want to do in life, don’t have anybody I can call as family, and going by the sound of whatever I am typing I am pretty sure a couple of you are rolling your eyes and telling me to snap out of this self pity shit. Well, I am trying, I really am, but it is bloody difficult, when you get bricked on your face with the same shit again and again. Not only am I tired of this shit, but also feel like a fucking loser, who dared to think that things would be fucking different this time around. It never is, and I don’t think it ever will be.
essay August 1, 2009 1 min read
It’s the same damn story all over again
It really is, and this time I am not even going to blame anybody here, not me, not people, let us just face some facts.
Genre: Essay
By: Athul DeMarco
For people who like reading someone think out loud, unedited and unapologetic.