Hey again
I know this is a shitty way to say all this but it's all I've got
It's been a long time since I've hung out with certain friends of mine
Not because of personal differences or anything of the sort
I just have been at a cross road
How many times in his life does a man reach one of these
Their kind of frightening
I love my friends with all my heart
But they are also my juvenile bar buddies
They have been there for me more than anybody
When I was ready to climb the metephorical clock tower these were the guys
that talked me down and gave me rum
So what's the issue this time?
I am just not there
I'm not the guy that jumps to the bars and the house parties for a quick
high anymore
Those days in my life are gone
And I feel like such an asshole because I have always been the guy you can
count on if you call him a friend
So should I feel as if I am abandoning my friends?
Am I abandoning them?
I don't think so
But the hardest part of all this is the impossibilty of understanding
No lie: I feel like such a sell out right now
Living my whole life beliving that your friends are your life's blood
It's hard for me to make the decision to turn around and walk away
Especially given that I don't want to do that
I just know that they will never grasp where I am coming from
Not that their dull guys
They are great people
They merely would never see me "Mr Vodka" as the first from our crew preparing
to settle down
The one word that really wraps up what I am trying to say is: FUCK!
FUCK!
FUCK!
FUUUUUUUUUUCK!