really now?

Remember that time i didn't suck at life?
It seems kind of vague, i don't quite remember the last time i didn't screw up something. I guess the easiest way to describe my emotions at this point is just plain confused. I've got alot on my mind, but who really cares? We've all got issues, apparently, so why should anyone else's take precedence over the next guy's? I'm sure there are plenty of us out there who are struggling with social deformities, domestic casualties and over all disappointments in the realm of our so called dramatic lives. I'm not sure where to even begin on my issues. Alls I know is that I'm confused. If you'd like to know a little more, just ask. Maybe I'll be able to tell you. oy.