La-di-da

Only after you've fucked up and reassesed the whole fucking situation - then only do you become to yourself this huge fucking irraitation. I mean how fucking stupid and idiotic do you get? How many stupid and unneccasary descisions do you still have to regret? Unfortunately it doesn't mean alot too me this thing called money, but god dammit the way it comes and goes here is not even remotely funny...
Yet i know somewher i have to start building a life for me, im not blind or stupid; this i can see. Focussing on a bright fucking tomorrow, just years and years of moving forward, happiness and no sorrow. Yet after 16years of being addicted where do u start or where is step one? Holy shit being this lost isnt in any way, shape or form even close to fun. Yet i have to start sumwhere i suppose...And then from the ashes he arose...
Getting up and then taking on life one baby step at a time: cause sometimes you are really walking actually more of wobbling on an amazingly thin line. Conviently forgetting where the smack has taken you to - and all the crazy, fucked up & stupid shit it made you do. Yet you are still fucking around and tempting fate? Boy is the mentality and life of a junkie just great...

'Rather be dead than cool.' - Kurt Cobain