it's like i'm cut off from the world. inside my own head, everything's just mushy and cloudy. like i'm on drugs or something.
all my homework's done exactly halfway.
mum. i hate all this shit. why do people have do be that way? why do i hate them? because they're so much better than me? that's so screwed up, what kind of person am i?
sigh. i don't know what i want anymore.
actually, i do know. i want to turn time back.
and i want it to stop raining.
it's never anyone's fault, the problem is that we're all so different. how many times have i said this.
maybe this was just all wishful thinking.
two days on a winding road, and it's taken me to places that i didn't want to go.
we've all moved on, and everything will soon be over.
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