I'm really frustrated with myself. I have a friend, and he hasn't been too well off. He hates school, and he's just having the worst time dealing with life right now. I'm the only one who knows in depth what's really going on with him. I've been aiming to talk to him for the longest time, but for some stupid reason, I can't. I've had millions of chances to sit him down and talk to him, but neither of us are able to fess up and tell each other what's on our minds. And it's fucking frustrating. I'm like hitting myself in the head for passing up the perfect moments to talk to him. I'm the only person who knows what's up, and I'm the one who's supposed to be there when he needs talk to someone in real life. I'm just so goddamn horrible at striking up serious conversation. I've always been know for being positive and always knowing what the hell I'm doing. But with this, I'm totally lost. I've got so much to say to him, and I'm sure that he has a shit load to tell me, but neither of us has the ability to get it out to each other.
This is so fucking frustrating. I make plans in my head; giving myself times and places where I can possibly sit him down and ask him what's up. But I'm a world class failure, and surely, being this negative won't help someone else who's having a much harder time than I am.
This is so fucking frustrating. I make plans in my head; giving myself times and places where I can possibly sit him down and ask him what's up. But I'm a world class failure, and surely, being this negative won't help someone else who's having a much harder time than I am.
Music: Jimmy Eat World: Clarity
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