While the world waits for an explosion -
that moment in time, when we are set free...'>
People are starting to scare me.
They hurt themselves.
They hurt me.
Nothing's good enough anymore, I suppose.
This town isn't good enough.
Friends aren't good enough.
A future isn't good enough.
Life isn't good enough.
I really wish I could make sense of all this.
I miss my naivety.
On a lighter note,
I managed to pull off all A's my sophomore year.