the night is tired. | dexterdessen's Blog

 im sick of being irrelevant.

and i'm sick of being sick of being irrelevant.

i hate that you have this much control over me.

this much power.

running has led me to this.

that marathon attempt was short lived.

fucccck.

nothing makes sense anymore.

human emotions are wrong.

my judge of character is shit.

no one sees.

no one is.

everyone is so stunted.

and tiny.

with tiny ideas.

tiny thoughts.

i wish you could know how much i really do feel.

how deep i feel.

shit.

i wish i knew.

find out so you can tell me.

im a fool.

and im tired of being that fool.

im tired of being blind.

and im fed up with all of you.

if i died would it even matter?

if i cried would you even fucking care?

if i signed on would you aim me?

i think toooooo deep into things.

equate the frivolous with the important.

please excuse me. 

i am incomplete.

obsolete.

i hate you all.

im there tonight.

you have an invite to my pity party.

theres grab bags.