The need to write has been eating away at me...

So having a job apparently gives everyone the idea that all of the sudden, I'm completely grown up, well...
NEWS FLASH.
I'm not. I'm young, stupid, I know nothing about life.

I make mistakes, and fuck up a lot.
I'm not dense, I know that.
Stop pointing out the obvious to me.

I've admitted a lot lately.
And said way to much lately also,
and believe me I've paid the price for it too.

I'm finally having my breakdown and its not pretty.
But its all worth saying, and I mean what I say.

I'm just in one of those phases I guess.
Its for the better, I'm hoping.