Making Sense

Things are kinda starting to make sense, but not really. Everythings a huge jumble, a crazy mess. So many thoughts, everywhere i turn problems problems problems – will they ever go away? Most likely not – who am i kidding. Can’t even sleep at night because my stupid brain won’t shut up and stop thinking. Always on the move, jeez everythings getting messed up. I have alot of plans, need to organize them, alongside of that – my future, need to make sense of that, and as if i don’t have enough on my plate, fate added another side dish – my parents (they really know how to annoy the crap out of each other and argue – had they applied for a Ph.D in this feild, they would have got it in a weekend) and also, the stupid frikking house – no offense yeah I totally love it. But all this work. Its so annoying, i mean really how hard is it to go get a lawn mower our lawn is totally a forest and i have no idea what to do with it. I don’t work, i can’t go out and buy a lawn mower. Things are totally deteriorating, parents always stressed out, lil bro life getting ruined b/c of me – i need to spend more time with him and press out all the bullshit in him and bring out his greater potential. Im a pretty selfish person aren’t i. Half my dreams never come true so i wonder what the point of dreaming is..then again they say 99% of your desires are never fullfilled. Huh, that makes everything easier doesn’t it (joking). I don’t know if i can make it through this, hopefully i can, and i will, and i have and im prepared to take on the ridiculously rough future ahead…hopefully.