Things are so fucked up beyond all belief for me right now. Everything I thought I've wanted to do with my life is falling apart, since grade 7 I was always sure there's been one thing I've wanted to do, and now I really don't think I want to do it at all. I'm fucking scared. I absolutly hate what I'm taking in school,
I'm just at a loss. My break was awesome, I got to hang out with my buddy Sean just doing whatever we wanted, and I got to hang out with one of the single raddest girls, I've ever met. That was awesome, I was in a beautiful part of the country just being totally happy and content, and when I came back to school today, I just realized how much I absolutly hate it. There isn't even one little part of it I enjoy, other than seeing my friends.
I just wish more than everything that I found something I loved to do in school, because there are things that I love without a doubt, but I doubt an undying love/passion for music is going to do much for me.
Ugh, I just want everything to make sense again.
I'm just at a loss. My break was awesome, I got to hang out with my buddy Sean just doing whatever we wanted, and I got to hang out with one of the single raddest girls, I've ever met. That was awesome, I was in a beautiful part of the country just being totally happy and content, and when I came back to school today, I just realized how much I absolutly hate it. There isn't even one little part of it I enjoy, other than seeing my friends.
I just wish more than everything that I found something I loved to do in school, because there are things that I love without a doubt, but I doubt an undying love/passion for music is going to do much for me.
Ugh, I just want everything to make sense again.
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But it's still my shirt. MY SHIRT!!!
I WIN AT LIFE!