It's January 21st 2025 its my birthday.
Going from my last post to this is...fitting. I lost the house I've been living at the last 2 years and moved into a single room inside a house with 2 dudes I'd know, one of them is a dick, older bigger car mechanic and the other is cool but he's never here, probably because of the other guy but whatever.
I use to live with my girlfriend and god shit was perfect...now I'm alone and everything I could of done with that house I never did because I'm a loser just sitting on his ass playing video games getting his monthly disability check in the mail from the time I was useful being in the Marines.
I think this was always what was going to happen eventually. I don't appreciate the good things I don't take advantage off and eventually I lose it and it's like yeah no shit you lost it you fucking idiot.
I could of started so much with that house but I got nothing, I can't believe I fucked that up...wait no I'm not. this is what my life is gonna be until I eventually kill myself.
If you don't appreciate what you have someone else will, and I didn't appreciate anything enough. I hate myself, it's my birthday again and I hate myself another year.
