Today I started investing in a trial account for Day trades(stock market), and forex(foreign exchange trade) trading. It’s pretty awesome but tomorrow was when I would really get to test the market.
I get home, open my laptop to check my stocks, and my screen will not turn on. My screen is dead. I can’t afford to fix it.
As I was writing this I realized I can take my old 24inch desktop monitor plug it in by my couch and put my adapter on it.. Then ill have a screen.. But I can’t take it with me. So my laptop is now a desktop.
I’m flying down a Dead end road only to hit the end at realization, discomfort, and unhappiness-I know what I should do, I don’t. What is good. I lack motivation
My screen, cracked mesmerizes me thinking it is a butterfly it will wrap itself and grow a new. Transformation. I won’t. Not soon. Let it fly free and great things will happen.
So I am on my way back to Florida from Georgia and I run out of gas.. I knew I was close but the only exit by me was closed!! So I ran out under this bridge thank god because it’s hot as hell. It makes you think about life you know.. I’m six hours away from my house and three away from my dads.. So I wait for my road side assistance because I am a proud AMA member!!
Well my life.
Nothing to live for.
Two things bring me joy, her, and my bike. Now I have my bike. But fuck. I give up :) .
No one knows.
this sucks, it’s true, but i don’t want to believe it.
LOL fuck i’m bored i doubt anyone is even reading my posts, wish i had pictures to post… but no time ride or inspiration… they try to include me but everything that they’re showing me is stuff i’m not involved in.. so depressing… you know i thought about cutting? just cause you know my friends do it why not.,. maybe it works? So immature.
When: Your friends come over hangout in the house and act like you’re not there
When: They sit in your room, one claims to love you, and they read a book saying all this stuff about life and not including you in anything
When: your best friends are better friends with eachother then you, even though you knew each of them first, they laugh act like you’re not there act like you’re invisible… what’s the point?