candy man candy man spit me a dream

Life has been getting in the way of video games recently. My usual indulgences are beginning to feel slightly like a waste of time- there was a picture of carnage the size of a skyscraper fighting the new avengers and it did NOTHING for me! It's not even for my usual, no, former problems. Heartbreak is so far away now i can look back and laugh, properly talk to the thunderbolt without the wanting to cry "don't you see! don't you see!" and doing something crazy, like, something crazy. Which is nice. In small doses. Who wants to see such amazing talent being wasted and degraded like that? Something will be done if i have anything to do with it, just a shame that I'll probably be the only one that does anything.

that's a problem though. A lot of writers only WANT two dimensions. Anything more than a posh person or chav makes them reconsider: "sure we see that it's great, but will the audience?".
no credit goes to you guys. I swear.

now, back to something completely the same.
Some say (joe budden says) to get your mind of an old girl you should get with a new one. I went about all this the wrong way by sleeping with countless women on the spin, half-wanting to fall in love with them and another half-wanting to kick them out of bed just for, not being her. It's not nice but that's what happened. And it's already come back to bite (that's right people, AIDS) and if i don't man-up soon im going to lose one of the few (just kidding about the AIDS) girls i would genuinely like to spend more time with. IF i do. Some people are in relationships just to BE in one. to have another thing to talk about, or because it was forced. I hate that. and i've felt and seen real love, I'm not going to commit to anyone who i don't feel that way towards. i mean, doing that just seems like a waste of time. So no more sleeping around but no relationships.....

lets see how long this'll last.

anyway, there's bigger shit to worry about!!!
Death came and stared me down to the point everything got a little awkward. And you see the downward spiral thats been taken throughout the years reminding on how you've done nothing to help or, have, but not enough.

It was hard, family was involved, but it's over and we must move forward. The bad times are just like the good, they pass- I guess we should just embrace each one and, hope for the best? that's so fucking shitty I don't even want to write this.

grumble.