buh
So yeah. Today was the perfect balance. Perfect is a matured way to out it.
Band practice was great. Party was great. Friends were great. And then of course I probably made Amy feel like shit. Wonderful wonderful me. Going and fucking ,the only thing that means anything to me, up. Just like me. Dear god why do I live? Im not saying I want to end my life. I just wonder, that if I have one purpose; why cant I make her happy? There must be some answer. I have no clue as to what it is yet. Sarcasm only gets me so far. Then reality sets in. I hate growing up...
Band practice was great. Party was great. Friends were great. And then of course I probably made Amy feel like shit. Wonderful wonderful me. Going and fucking ,the only thing that means anything to me, up. Just like me. Dear god why do I live? Im not saying I want to end my life. I just wonder, that if I have one purpose; why cant I make her happy? There must be some answer. I have no clue as to what it is yet. Sarcasm only gets me so far. Then reality sets in. I hate growing up...