Another love story.
Another failed romance.
I'm not sad though I expected it.
I kinda wanted it.
I'm still alone as always.
Only now I guess I'd be lying if I said I was reaching out.
The only time I ever really leave my room is for class or running.
I just shaved and my face feels really smooth.
My life is a mixture of loneliness, heavy metal, and exercise.
And anger I guess.
I put my headphones on the stove.
They melted basically.
It was really hard to clean.
It was kinda nice to watch though.
Leave me alone to die.
As always I guess I'm being overly dramatic, but that's how I see it.
I criticize other people sometimes, so it's only fair I do it to myself.
I mean only you can know the true extent of all your faults right?
At least that's how I see it.
It could just be because I'm negative, but I'm also very positive.
I'm a contradiction, but not like Starbursts.
Come to think of it I haven't had those in forever.
I'm alone today and not by choice.
Everyone seems to be busy.
I have no one to reach out to.
My answer to this is to sit tight, and quit trying.
Not for today, but for a while.
I don't know why.
I go to the extremes all the time.
Go big or go home I guess.
I don't know...
I planned on gushing, but my mind is going blank.
My body is shutting down.
Trying to keep me from caring.
I can already feel that feeling.
It's there.
It's I don't know how to describe it.
It's just there..
Scratching against my head.
It's really hard to resist when it gets like this.
Oh well.
I don't care.
f*ck it.
Thug life.