this semester sucks.

I. HATE. SCHOOL.

seriously

...what the hell is wrong with me?

nevermind. i already know the answer.





i just don't want to talk about it.

more than once upon a time

sometimes it's good.
sometimes it's so bad.

sometimes i'm just trying to get through the day...
sometimes i wish i could just die and leave it all behind.

sometimes i feel too alive.
sometimes i feel slightly dead inside.

sometimes i do stupid shit and then wonder why it backfires.
sometimes i don't do anything and wonder why nothing happens.

sometimes i just want to be 5 years old again...
but most days i wish i was old, married, and retired already.

but more than sometimes i just want to be held. loved. taken care of.
more than sometimes i wonder what the hell i'm doing with my life, and who i really am.