no pain, no gain? no wonder i've gained so much weight.

i dont think that cliche means what the average person thinks it means. what a mess, everywhere i look. life isn't like a box of chocolates, it's like a box of vomited up chocolate. it's like a game of slip 'n slide, except water is replaced with urine and theres a shit brick wall at the end. i can pretty much bet my left ass cheek that i would rather stick my face in a blender than go through my day tomorrow, or the next day, or the next, without the aid of heavy drugs...but i will. why? because i can't stop hoping that some day life will be like a box of chocolates. oh...that's right. im a fucking diabetic.