For Shame...

So, some very interesting developments in the life of Charles Motowski...

I got kicked out of my house, because apparently giving kids candy and being a cool older brother isn't acceptable, especially when the mom is a menopausal psychobitch. 

I haven't eaten well for days... been getting good sleep but I'm still... so tired... I just wanna lay down somewhere and nap... maybe I'll go to the park and lay down... sleep during the day and stay up at night to stay warm... stay alive... I'm really beat... man.

I got some money, enough to hold me over til my final loans disburse. My body is aching, though... probably wants a good meal...

I've been unappreciative... I know... I've taken so much for granted... I took a beautiful girl for granted and now she wants nothing to do with me... I'm sorry Emma... I will always love you... as I will always love so many others... Yet no love is the same; all loves are unique...

I just feel terrible. I've been drunk way too much lately... that's how all this happened. Taking things for granted, and indulging in excess... it's no good.

Man I'm so tired.  And my parents are going through a divorce right now, and my ma is living on her own in an apartment. It's all costing my dad a lot of money, too, so I really can't go to him for help right now. God... God, please let me just get some good sleep tonight, undisturbed... God, I hope it doesn't rain.