Blog Entry
Life is bitch...a tease. All she does is dangle little treats in front of your face but quickly snatch them away everytime you close to taking them. Making you think and feel one thing so strongly only to have everything ripped from under you. Getting your hopes up with joyful thoughts, a new challange or a long awaited reunion perhaps, only crush your dreams when nothing comes into reality but unbearable hardship and an "I'm sorry." Letting you think you truely know somone only to find out that ther person their becoming is not the person you grew to love through the years. Call me pessismistic, I only have two words...FUCK YOU! Call me angry and depressed, you know what your probably right. Call me whatever you want, it doesnt phase me. nothing can phase me more then the amount of psychological and emtional damage that this bitch called life has already dealt me. Pain you know nothing about. perhaps I am walloing in my own self pity, but so what...after everything that has happened to me, i could use a moment to grieve. I never though Id know what its like to be in love with a stripper, but appearntly life is just that...all show...no product.