This isn't what I asked for, but I'll take what's mine.

[heyheyzzmae]

I'm sick of this city, I'm sick of being depressed every holiday, I'm sick of running around in circles, I'm sick of knowing just the people I know, I'm sick of missing people that I know I shouldn't, I'm sick of how awkward my creepy Pima instructor makes me feel, I'm sick of this headache, I'm sick of tearing myself apart, I'm sick of being silent, I'm sick of being too loud, I'm sick of this house, I'm sick of my phone, I'm sick of this computer, I'm sick of being hungry, I'm sick of the way everyone's treating each other, I'm sick of listening to the same music, I'm sick of my own art, I'm sick of my cat, and I'm sick of making myself miserable all the time.

I'll be gone in a year, for sure.
I've decided that if I don't get into any Universities then I'm going on an adventure for the year.
I'm already doing one this summer, and I wouldn't mind extending it.

I'm so young and there's so much to see.
I can't stand feeling so small.