I have 3 of 4 bulging disks in my back, sciatica (which causes pain and numbness down my legs from my ass for those of you who are uneducated), my upper back is in pain, and I have to get that checked out. my sternim is twisted due to me being stupid when I was younger, and I cannot take full breaths of air.
I am getting arthritis in my hands, ankles, toes/feet, elbows, and my neck. My family has a history of diabetis and heart conditions, so I'm worried about that, too. My knees constantly give out when I'm walking, and it is very uncomfortable to sit or stand for prolonged periods of time (sciatica related). I project that I will be in a wheelchair by time I'm 25.
I have very minimal friends, only one of which actually calls me to do shit (Mike). I am constantly lonely, and do not feel that any of my "friends" give a shit about me, and I honestly don't think it would make a difference in their life if I died. Adding to my loneliness, I have no girlfriend.
My band is going nowhere, yet I still have hopes. I wanted to go to college for Musical Education, going 5 years for my Master of the Arts in Teaching degree... In order to go to the college (University of the Arts in Philadelphia), I'd have to sight-read guitar. I've been working on it, and I cannot do it. My brain doesn't work fast enough. There goes my goal that I've had since sophomore year.
THIS, MEPHISTOPHILIAC, is what it would look like if I were to bitch. I choose not to bitch, because it is not worth the time, because what the fuck can YOU people do about it? I also don't BITCH because I am used to all of this shit by now. So, before you point a finger and say that I'm bitching about something... THINK.
-Will
I am getting arthritis in my hands, ankles, toes/feet, elbows, and my neck. My family has a history of diabetis and heart conditions, so I'm worried about that, too. My knees constantly give out when I'm walking, and it is very uncomfortable to sit or stand for prolonged periods of time (sciatica related). I project that I will be in a wheelchair by time I'm 25.
I have very minimal friends, only one of which actually calls me to do shit (Mike). I am constantly lonely, and do not feel that any of my "friends" give a shit about me, and I honestly don't think it would make a difference in their life if I died. Adding to my loneliness, I have no girlfriend.
My band is going nowhere, yet I still have hopes. I wanted to go to college for Musical Education, going 5 years for my Master of the Arts in Teaching degree... In order to go to the college (University of the Arts in Philadelphia), I'd have to sight-read guitar. I've been working on it, and I cannot do it. My brain doesn't work fast enough. There goes my goal that I've had since sophomore year.
THIS, MEPHISTOPHILIAC, is what it would look like if I were to bitch. I choose not to bitch, because it is not worth the time, because what the fuck can YOU people do about it? I also don't BITCH because I am used to all of this shit by now. So, before you point a finger and say that I'm bitching about something... THINK.
-Will