From A Lacerated Sky
why cant my parents just accept that i wont study for 10 hours 5 days per week.
its becoming almost impossible to detach myself from the incessant nagging.
i want to shove their criticism back down their throats because they just dont seem to get the fact that i DONT HAVE TO FUCKING STUDY 10 HOURS A BLOODY DAY TO GET AT LEAST A C.
its not my damn fault that you dont have a memory like mine, shitheads.
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you know how people have plans for the future?
like dreams and all.
i dont have a single aspiration or ambition in life now.
its like i cant see any further than jc2 life.
i cant see myself in ns.
i cant see myself in university.
i cant see myself working.
i cant see myself getting married.
i cant see myself having kids.
i cant see myself having grandchildren.
it seems as if im not supposed to live that long to find out.
and surprisingly i dont give a damn.
i dont see whats the point of living such an uneventful life.
i dont get why people say that there's so much to look forward to life.
i seriously think that what they say that there is to look forward to is just simply fucked up.
for example, i dont see what is there to look forward to getting married. Because the average marriage lasts about 10 years nowadays, so why bother to get married when you are not going to live your life out with your spouse anyway.
save the trouble of having a divorce, i say.
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on a final, depressing note, i read a book where a guy was asked whether he wanted his money or his life.
and when the guy didnt respond, the robber asked him what was his answer.
the man said he was thinking it over.
its becoming almost impossible to detach myself from the incessant nagging.
i want to shove their criticism back down their throats because they just dont seem to get the fact that i DONT HAVE TO FUCKING STUDY 10 HOURS A BLOODY DAY TO GET AT LEAST A C.
its not my damn fault that you dont have a memory like mine, shitheads.
______________________________________________________________________
you know how people have plans for the future?
like dreams and all.
i dont have a single aspiration or ambition in life now.
its like i cant see any further than jc2 life.
i cant see myself in ns.
i cant see myself in university.
i cant see myself working.
i cant see myself getting married.
i cant see myself having kids.
i cant see myself having grandchildren.
it seems as if im not supposed to live that long to find out.
and surprisingly i dont give a damn.
i dont see whats the point of living such an uneventful life.
i dont get why people say that there's so much to look forward to life.
i seriously think that what they say that there is to look forward to is just simply fucked up.
for example, i dont see what is there to look forward to getting married. Because the average marriage lasts about 10 years nowadays, so why bother to get married when you are not going to live your life out with your spouse anyway.
save the trouble of having a divorce, i say.
______________________________________________________________________
on a final, depressing note, i read a book where a guy was asked whether he wanted his money or his life.
and when the guy didnt respond, the robber asked him what was his answer.
the man said he was thinking it over.
posted by roses for the dead. at
11:45 pm
1 Comments:
hello =) why have you decided to join the " i don't want to get married " club?
anyway, excitements in life is for you to create. whoever said events just fly down on your doorstep. haha. chill alright =) though i think im having a much worse time den you.
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