and yet...
i like playing guitar, i like music. i like talking on the phone, yet i hate it. i like popcorn, but only if it's buttery. i love watching the setting sun, but everytime it leaves me with the weirdest feeling. i'm finally getting over this cold, but today i had a relapse because i wore flip-flops even though i knew what would happen. every day i wish i was somewhere other than here, but i know that this is a precious time in my life - not to be wasted and tossed away, and one day i may miss it.