I think you're crazy.
It's so fucking hot outside. It makes me sad a little. I want fall to come. But I don't. Sometimes I wish everything could go how you want it to. I wish I could go off to college, meet new people, have fun and still see all my other friends all the time. I will see a lot of them still but that is not my point.
The past week has been a slight blur for me. All my days seem like they are running together and I feel like the summer has just started but it's almost over. It's depressing. Friday was horrible to say the least. I'm so sick of people trying to make me feel bad about myself, and trying to make my decisions for me. I had like a mental breakdown. It wasn't pretty. But I feel better about the whole situation. Not completely better, I'm still confused as all hell but at least I don't feel like crying anymore. So that's pretty sweet.
Do you ever feel like nothing you do is ever good enough? I hate that feeling.