Apr 23, 2009 15:59
I threw everything out that doesn't make sense
To find a thousand more things that don't make sense
And I can't help but get lost in a fault like this
When I don't know how to hide myself in open air
Where I'm all alone
My check still hasn't come in the mail. I'm beginning to wonder if I put down Kayla's address instead of my mom's. Kayla won't answer her phone of course.
I have to move out of Jada's so I'm on the hunt yet again. When will it end? I should have left Florida with Patch when I had the chance. Maybe I can still do it? I don't know. All I know is that I'm honestly considering going "away" for a little bit. If not to meet with Patch then maybe to rehab. Away from this place, this town, theses people that I hate, these people that hate me. My last thought before drifting off to sleep shouldn't have to be "I wonder who would cry if I died" and I want to change that as soon as possible.
I dont make sense anymore. Im just going to stop.