Thursday, 25 February 2016

Mr guru tries to school me

Mr Guru was talking to me about happines and opening my heart and bullshit.
Saying he could help me and shit...

The thing with help , is I had help before , even that I didnt share and let them help me as much as i could i gone to therapy before.

Those place only give me fake hope.

Because when you think everything got nice and shinny , something happens or someone fucks you over.
It just happens over and over and over , and the higher I go up the ladder the harder I fall back down.

So no thanks , I'm good in my pool of shit.

Nothing even has to happen for me to feel sad , in fact sometimes I really feel like shit in momments that other people would consider happy or nice , but then boom the smallest thing brings me a memory that shatters me to pieces , the memory of someone I once was or something good i had .

And that's all it takes a small tiny tiny memory to send it all to shit.
Just a memory to make me hate myself and remind me I fucked up , I have plenty of those memories to remember .

I'm fucked up.

So no , you can't help me. Some people are just fuck ups and I'm the number one .

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