Mere Hours

Do you ever feel like you’re about to win it all and then lose it all at once? That’s what I kind of keep in mind all the time. As if life is just fleeting way to easily. Like what is that? And why? How come I feel so much strength in being a man and doing manly things? Why does that matter?

I’m just worried about so much bullshit that doesn’t actually matter. What the fuck. So dumb that I consider blogging as writing. As if noises from my mouth didn’t sound stupid enough..

I’m just so tired of trying to be too much more than who I am.

It can be so annoying.