And another thing

It's sad to say it, but Plunkett's right. Love is dead.

Everyone has sex with whoever the fuck they want to, and they don't think about who they can be hurting by doing so. It sucks. It really does. Integrity, dignity, and the like, are all history. Those words hold no meaning to anyone anymore.

And for a second, I almost ignored my morals and values.

So, to all of you people who like to have sex with whoever, I hope you enjoy it. Remove all the meaning from it. Let's make it into something we can do on the weekends!

Seriously though. Let's learn to keep it in our pants, yeah?

This made me feel much better.

Genuine

Today, I realized something about myself. I noticed that I'm not the most romantic guy ever. I'm not really serious. I'm not mysterious. I don't really hide much. I'm pretty much an open book. I let people in easily. I forgive too easily. I'm not a ladies man. I don't hook up. I don't kiss and tell. I have a bunch of friends, most of which are girls who I don't have any romantic attraction toward. I sat here for a long while trying to figure out why I'm like this.

Then, it hit me. I'm setting myself up to be a dad. I won't sweep you off of your feet like prince charming. I won't live a second life like Batman. I can hardly go 5 minutes without trying to make someone smile. Besides a dad, a clown is my only other option.

So, I'm glad I'm not a ladies' man. I'm glad I'm not a badass. I'm okay with the fact that I won't really be much else besides a father because, well...


That's all I've ever wanted, really.


A genuine dad.

Hello, goodbye.

Hello, potential end to my season. Hello, Fullerton. Hello, high blood pressure. Hello, last semester of high school.

Goodbye, high school. Goodbye, Track. Goodbye, skateboarding. Goodbye, music. Goodbye, everything I have ever loved.

Goodbye, 2055?

Hello, _______ines?



What a shitty fucking day.

Dear Valeroonie.

So, talking to you lately has made me realize that even though a lot of people don't care, there is that one person out there that still gives a damn. There's that one person who appreciates a guy who's willing to be your friend and not try to get in your pants. You made me realize that there's still hope, and you have no idea how much that means to me.

I couldn't be anymore grateful for all your help and support.


You're the best, kid. Don't you ever forget that.

And, yeah, I really meant that.