time flies, people die.
thats how sharp this post is going.

but what happens to does who live?
they suffer.

the thing is i have a job...
a job i hate... but i go to it willingly everyday
unless i am sleepy.

and i noticed a while back that
ever since i got this job im a totally different person.
like heck, i dont go out at night unless
its a birthday or something...
IM FREAKING 20 for my sake
i should be going out every single minute i can
yet here i am, sitting on my bed wondering a bunch of stuff
which i dont even want to be thinking.

oh future, what a sacrifice do we make
in order to prepare for "you"
its getting me angry.

on the shadowy part...
theres death.

you see, a friend of mine died
this thursday, he was 21
a healthy kid
a good boy
a righteous guy