Is the gym.
College sucks. Its hard. Dads pushing me. I dont even know what the heck I wanna do with my life.
Cant seem to shake the depression from breaking up with my girlfriend.
Best friend told me she could never see me again. Right when I need her…
and my diets been shit. So I feel like shit.
And the only place Im happy is that gym. Everything makes perfect sense. Theres no drama. Just me some friends my dad and the weights.
The weights…they dont run away when I need them. I’m a fixture in there. People look up to me and ask ME for help.
I dont know what to do about everything else. But that place is my heroine. My piece of Heaven on earth.
maybe this is the wrong place to post this…but I just read “death rattle” and felt like expressing myself a little.