Actually, why do I even fucking care when you dont.
Today. In fact, this week, I learnt that hard work and patience does not always translate to results. First H3, then you.
Its not that life is not fair. Life is. Everyone gets the same kind of treatment. There is no luck, its probability (surprise, surprise). Your chances are higher or lower base on circumstances. H3, its just my mentor, for you, it was just how I was.
So when life slapped me right across the face, which is what happened today, there is nothing I can do about my H3 or you. The only thing I can do is to just pull myself up from it. Everyone has a down period sometime in their life. This time, its mine. Live up to the challenge Sean, like you always have.
Nothing ventured nothing gained.
So I will end of with a quote of the book you gave me:
The essence of philosophy is that a man should live that his happiness depends on as little external things as possible.
I hope you learn this too.
This Boyce Avenue playlist can keep my company for the whole afternoon.
But I can’t sleep. I’m stressed I guess. But somehow I got used to it a really really long time ago.
I’m sick. Not from an illness, but of irresponsible dicks that make life so much harder.
Men driven by passion are more effective than men who are driven by reason. But men who are driven by both are the most effective, but at their own cost.