So there I was trying to be a nice guy, trying to do the right thing when I suddenly realized I hate commitment. You know that cliche guy in all those bloody movies who fears commitment and sabotages every great relationship he is in, or despises every job he has ever worked. I am that damn tool, I am the guy in the back of the room always bitching about his job, about his life. It's bullshit because everyone tells you hey man you are a asshole as if you say I didn't know that. Do these people honestly think I enjoy being miserable, pessimistic, and cynical like I just get my jollies from being a Debbie Downer. I imagine most people live like this and that those little moments with friends that are truly enjoyable make you sincerely happy and the memories of those moments keeps you going. I just wish I wasn't so insignificant.