URSELAPATCH

if disappointment was easier to accept maybe life would be easier to accept. but i spend my days in disappointment and my nights dreaming of the days. im tired of the fuckup of priorities that seems to have invaded society. you can keep asking me what the deal is but you wont get it. you will never get it. you are a fuckup of priorities and the deal is that you will never understand that. i will be disappointed while you keep flying by with your blinders on but in the long run you will come out better. that is the deal. so keep flying by with your blinders on. you will come out better in the long run while i run myself into the ground with disappointment. my fingernails are worn to the quick with tearing at the world, with trying to rip open a part of something to put myself in, to change things, to make an impact. all it got me is a dull ache, a lack of energy, a sickness of mind that i dont think you will ever see. you will keep flying by with blinders on. you will keep thinking that the heat and roar of the gym, the flash of the orange globe through the air, the flap and jolt of white nylon is important. but it is a fuckup of priorities and i am disappointed that you will never see that. dont you get how unimportant we all are? dont you get that you are wasting your time? i have run myself into the ground with disappointment. i wont even try to answer your question of "what is the deal." you will never get it. you are the deal. you are flying by with your blinders on. but you will come out better in the end while i sit around and get fucked up.