life is fucking good. i have no leg to stand on that whole woe is me type of post. in the grand scheme of things, my life is a shit ton of fucking alright. who am i fucking kidding? its like a sore dick, you just cannot beat it. i cannot complain. i have no gripes in the grand scheme of things. i make a decent wage. i love my job. i have amazing fucking friends like @chrobinson and the like. we grab beers.
it hurts me to know that people don't know friends like this.
you go through your life, seemingly alone, and are content just doing the mindless thing.
i am not.
my friends are my anchor. you have no idea. the pulse. the understanding.
all that that they know and all that they are okay not knowing...