Killing Yourself To Live

“In my mind, I am in three different beds with three different women, and Diane is having unmatchable sex with a faceless stranger who does not exist. In reality, I am alone in the dark, afraid to make a phone call to a woman who is probably asleep.

I can still hear the rain, but I want it to be louder. I want it to keep me awake.

It’s never rainy enough.”-Chuck Klosterman

things are never easy. when things get less complicated for me, they start getting more complicated than they were before. then we die. the internet shouldn’t be a place to put shit like this. i will delete all of my social networking sites eventually. one day.