a 26 year teenage existential dilemma…
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memory association
Oct 24th
“At Cavanaugh Park
Where I used to sit
All alone in the dark
And dream about things
That I cannot say
You always said destiny
Would blow me away
And nothings gonna blow me away
At Cavanaugh Park
Where you used to take me
To play in the sand
And said to me son
One day you’ll be a man
And men can do terrible things
Yes they can
There was never any place
For someone like me
To be totally happy
I’m running out of clock
And that ain’t a shock
Some things never do change
Never do change
At Cavanaugh Park
We used to get high
Watchin teams as they fought
They loved my friend Adam
But he always got caught
Man that kid made fucking up look cool
Aren’t we all so cool now, No
There was never any place
For someone like me
To be totally happy
I’m running out of clock
And that ain’t a shock
Some things never do change
Never do change
Never do change
Never do change
Never do change
At Cavanaugh Park
Where I used to think
That this life would be good
And I would do things
That I thought that I should
And no ones going to tear me down
There was never any place
For someone like me
To be totally happy
I’m running out of clock
And that ain’t a shock
Some things never do change
There was never any place
For someone like me
To be totally happy
I’m running out of clock
And that ain’t a shock
Some things never do change
Never do change
Never do change
Never do change
Never do change”
– “Cavanaugh Park” by Something Corporate
On Resentment
Oct 14th
I’m just one of those ghosts
Traveling endlessly
Don’t need no roads
In fact they follow me
And we just go in circles
– Paramore, Misguided Ghosts
Edited @ 11:30am, Thursday October 15, 2009, for brevity (and to minimize awkward phone calls and “intervention” attempts from friends/family.)
Here goes, its OK to resent me, I represent and embody the failure of my parents, the disaster that was my childhood, and pretty much every bad decision I’ve ever made.
Why deny that? Why be ashamed of that? Why sugarcoat it?
My siblings and relatives are more intelligent, more talented, and generally more grounded individuals, and were all guaranteed to succeed in the modern world/life in general.
I’m not.
I’m the failure of the family.
Further, I AM a failure because of me, not because of mom or dad, or anyone else.
So please don’t try to cover-up your resentment, don’t hide it in anyway, just accept it, and live with it, because I’m tired of the bullshit.
The District Sleeps Alone Tonight
Sep 29th
“…I am finally seeing, why I was the one worth leaving…”
