i'm alone on a bicycle for two.
i can't sleep.
this sucks.
i don't know what it is that keeps my mind running when it shouldn't.
i'm becoming severely depressed over things that i know will change in time
but i jus wish that they would change now.
i woke up this morning,
and started thinking.
not prompted by dreams
or anything else that i know of
but thought of how much my brother and sister got before me.
they had things handed to them.
or they had the money from my great-aunt Edna to buy those things.
and then there's me.
i'm broke
and so are my parents.
and it jus sucks.
i always get stuck with the short end of the stick.
i jus keep telling myself that it's not too much longer.
that i only have to get through 6 days worth of classes without a car.
and then i'll have my very own.
it'll be in my name
and i can do whatever i want with it.
i jus feel like i'm losing myself in all of this mess.
i don't feel like me anymore..