a constant aching in my head.
I miss high school.
And my friends.
My support system I hardly realized I had.
It was like I had fans.
I miss the monotony.
I miss the purpose that saturated every entry I used to write.
I deeply felt these emotions and deeply cared about sharing them.
Now going back and reading them I feel like I am reading someone else's journal,
someone else's life.
Where the fuck did I go?
And my friends.
My support system I hardly realized I had.
It was like I had fans.
I miss the monotony.
I miss the purpose that saturated every entry I used to write.
I deeply felt these emotions and deeply cared about sharing them.
Now going back and reading them I feel like I am reading someone else's journal,
someone else's life.
Where the fuck did I go?