Heartfelt.

Life has a way of killing itself, somehow you just die inside. Causing you to feel as though, your whole world has broken into tiny million pieces and you look at people less fortunate then you and think what the hell are you being a big baby about? Your life compared to them... = far better. I'd think twice about complaining about things I have in life, be it with love or anything else. Material possessions and what nots. You just can't help think sometimes, if life was simple, no problems, no competition, you just did what you had to do to stay alive. Would it be a better place then? I'm up at 7:42am thinking about what i've done wrong, bad decisions I've made and are still making, the failure i'm going to become, if I don't step up and be the man for once in my life, stop trying to let things happen on its own. Who am I kidding? Nothing will ever just drop from the sky, let alone into my hands. I have to work on it, even if it takes every waking minute of my life. I don't want to suffer, who does? and at the position i'm in right now, I'm hell as am going to suffer. No point talking about it, because frankly, no matter how much I say or write about. It isn't going to make the slightest difference. I really need to get everything together and study. Now its the most important thing, and for enjoyment, concentrate on just that and my bike license. Hope it gets better, but not going to expect unless I really change my whole mentality about my education!

Goodnight.