Psychotic Rock Star

The melancholy life of the Psychotic wannabe Rock Star.

Friday, March 19, 2010

mild irritation in all aspects

I've been writing and rewriting this stupid post for a couple of days now. And even then I have to write in parts here and there so I decided to scrap the whole damned thing and write a new one.

I think that childishness begets childishness, stupidity begets stupidity etc. So at the end of the day, what happens when we are selfish? What happens when it's all about one person and everyone else can take hike?

Priding yourself on objectiveness and constructive criticism is thrown out the window when you can't answer to your own self. It's like a psych test with those trick questions to ensure that you're telling the truth. And then you fuck up. Because you lied? Possibly. Let's put it this way, you figured out how to stick your own foot in your own mouth.

Brood away. Go ahead, because if I can't be honest about it then there is no point in my giving it any time. Never mind that you rub these things in my face on a daily basis. Never mind that I am trying so hard to make things right even though I'll probably never achieve it. Forget the fact that you know fully well what's been going. Yes, I know what's been happening with you. You wouldn't let me forget it for one split second if I wanted to. It's always some comparison that has to be made. And I'm tired of the m horse i bigger than your horse routine.

It's getting old. And I'm tired. I'm scared. Afraid of all the things that I have at risk. I'm apparently the arrogant atas one aren't I?

It's ok I suppose. We all live our own lives. I have no regrets about mine. Not now nor will I ever.