Destruction. my life. somehow or another i always end up fucking things up.
take tonight for instance. i totally fucked up a good friendship. there is
little i can do about it. inside, i'm screaming so loud it's deafening. just
when i think my life can't get much worse, it does. will it ever stop? knowing
my luck, probably not. i sit and i wonder what i could have done in a past
life or in this life to deserve this. wondering about it doesn't help. it only
seems to bring more bad things. every time i get a break i either fuck it up
or it gets fucked up for me. well, that's about it i guess. i guess i'll go
and try to get some sleep and drown out the sound of my own screams.