covered in shit
my job=shit and my friends = gone, today just needs to be over. tomorrow i have friends and guitars and happiness, an opportunity to not feel all of the anger that has been welling up inside of me. I am mad at everything these days and im not someone that ever gets angry. Im mad at my grandpa for being sick. Im mad at myself for crying all the time. Im even mad at that boy for leaving. I have never missed anyone as much as i miss just having him around and that scares the fuck out of me. He is my defense system, my impenetrable wall of positive self image. He is my favorite thing about me and with so many things left unsettled, i am positive that this summer will change it all. Either way, that is one thing that i know will work itself out, it is completely beyond my control and i have to not worry about it. so, meh.
i am going into the wilderness with two of my favorite people and we will talk and drink and adventure and it will be just what i needed. then two of us will leave her all alone and this is not a concept that she enjoys. But the days will pass and the summer will end. We will come back from our respective corners a little older and stronger and ready to win at this. Ready to be husbands, wives, writers, composers and engineers. But we need this summer alone. I need this summer alone.
i am going into the wilderness with two of my favorite people and we will talk and drink and adventure and it will be just what i needed. then two of us will leave her all alone and this is not a concept that she enjoys. But the days will pass and the summer will end. We will come back from our respective corners a little older and stronger and ready to win at this. Ready to be husbands, wives, writers, composers and engineers. But we need this summer alone. I need this summer alone.