i'm like a cigarette; burning every night
So basically, while lots of people are soaking up their spiritual fuel for the home stretch of the school year at Disciple Now, I've been running around like an idiot. Doing theatre, sort of doing band, sort of writing music...mostly doing theatre. I've been quite bitter this week. Jealous, actually. Of people and their friends and relationships. Of all the things I have... I'm never going to be happy with anything. Sometimes I wish my life sucked. So I could relate to people. So I could actually help someone. So people would know that they could talk to me. He doesn't really care, is what most people probably think. It's all about brad in his head. Yeah. I'm tired of being alone but I really don't have much of a choice anymore
