its like

Everyone I know is saying the same things, and I don't care. I don't feel comfortable where I am anymore. Everyone I associate with seems to lie with more compassion and less and less remorse. I've been wasting my time trying to find friends that are worthe it when they were right in front of my eyes all along. I made a huge mistake. I make mistakes, but I enjoy mistakes more than I should.

Summer is going by slow. Summer shouldn't be slow. I haven't written I haven't thought of anything more than what's going down the next day. I want more than this, but I have plenty of time to waste.

My family is fucked, and my friends even more. I'd hate to see what happens next for either. My birthdays coming up. I don't have much on my list. I getta go to papas house. Far far away.