obituary
this is it. the end of the road. closing credits. whatever schmuck you decide to call them.
i've always had the naggy sense of feeling of something that had died within me. i couldnt exactly point out what it was then. but now it seems so crystal clear to me. i've lost my drive. i've lost all motivation to succeed in anything. i've become complacent and content with what i have now. i have, in other words, become one of the masses. seems like nothing can be done to rectify this issue. and if some of you thinks i'm just taking the easy way out, well, think what you will. but when the time comes for you to do it, will you have the guts to pull it off?
at the end of the day, hey, i'd just like people to think back on me as someone who tried his best, and gave his all, that is until 1-2 years ago.... but come again, who gives a schtick about other people's opinions.
'scuse me while i go feel the breeze on the parapet...
i've always had the naggy sense of feeling of something that had died within me. i couldnt exactly point out what it was then. but now it seems so crystal clear to me. i've lost my drive. i've lost all motivation to succeed in anything. i've become complacent and content with what i have now. i have, in other words, become one of the masses. seems like nothing can be done to rectify this issue. and if some of you thinks i'm just taking the easy way out, well, think what you will. but when the time comes for you to do it, will you have the guts to pull it off?
at the end of the day, hey, i'd just like people to think back on me as someone who tried his best, and gave his all, that is until 1-2 years ago.... but come again, who gives a schtick about other people's opinions.
'scuse me while i go feel the breeze on the parapet...
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