Thursday, December 17, 2009
Give your mouth a rest and stay the fuck out of my sight. Get your hands off my back and allow me to open my eyes just this once. You're not right, But i'll agree if it makes you stop. I'm done with all these complaints. Just shove me back in.
The lack of success is killing me one day at a time. Surrounded by all this incompetence and false forward movement. All the constant revisions for something so uncurable. Wrong all along. Go back and fix everything I wrecked and everyone I broke. Just stop. Stop reminding me of all everything I've ruined.