Nothing is as it has been.
i feel unsatisfied,
almost like an empty feeling. maybe high school ruined me- maybe she did, maybe he did.
maybe it's pressure from the world wanting me to fit in.
maybe it's my fault... Regardless, there is an unsettling feeling i'm going through.
Hurry! get the coffee we're going to need it. (or vodka)
i hope for the best, for you guys.
but i'm sure that it's just my fault things usually are.
And Casey, i wish you were here. i need to talk to you about this. and miss you.
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