I don't wanna die.
i'm sorry. yeah, i know i'm not worth it.
and i've determined there are only five reasons i still go to class.
and this weekend was one of them. take that however you will, because you probably still wouldn't understand it.
hindsight always generates the should-haves: i should have 'accelerated through', i should have just gone straight to waffle house, i should have given up sooner, i should have left when i first thought to, i should have stayed home. but doesn't it always come to that? 'i should have just stayed home.' but then i would have known nothing...not that i know anything now.
"come up to meet ya, tell you im sorry, you dont know how lovely you are; i had to find you, tell you i need you, tell you i set you apart; tell me your secrets, and ask me your questions, oh lets go back to the start, running in circles, coming up tails, its only a science apart, nobody said it was easy, its such a shame for us to part, nobody said it was easy, no one ever said it would be this hard --- ill take it back to the start."
and what doesn't kill you makes you stronger? well, ... at least it leaves you smarter for next time. (hopefully)