December 2011
26 posts
you right.
They weren’t kidding when they said being different is a lot of pressure. I guess there’s that point when you wonder when being THAT kid is actually denying you things that seemingly everyone else has or has experienced.
I want a taste. Even a sip, maybe? “It’ll happen, it should JUST happen”
I guess after this long I can’t accept and don’t know how to...
late night
Wednesday nights always make me feel good but reminiscent. I remember those nights of free spirits and innocent believing. Now the world is clouded. It’s second guessing, it’s not believing. It’s thinking twice and not being called out gullible. Does crude love even exist? Do sparks fly anymore?
Today I didn’t do something because I thought it’d be too weird....