I'm just so tired...
I'm sick.
I'm sick and tired of this.
I'm sick and tired of my dad being completely two faced.
Andrew throws a house party and gets asked what he wants to do the next day.
I forget to put wine in the freezer and get my computer taken away.
I'm sick and tired of being sick.
I'm tired of feeling like I'm not good enough.
For life.
For people.
For friends.
I wish I didn't feel like I'm going to throw up.
I'm tired of finding people that I fall in love with and never have.
I'm sick of finding people I have, fall in love with, and lose.
I'm sick of those people letting go of me so easily.
I'm tired of having friends that will never know how amazing they are.
And I'm tired of making them put up with me.
(Alison, Perri, Joe)
I'm tired of not sincerely being able to help them.
I'm sick of not keeping in touch with the people I should.
I'm sick of actually noot being good enough for people.
I'M SICK OF BEING LONELY.
I'm completely fed up with existing.
I wish I could fly.
I wish I could die.
I wish I could fly to my death.
I wish I could find that one person that actually cares about me.
The one person that doesn't make me feel awkward.
The person I can laugh at and with all at the same time.
Someone who's a grammar Nazi like me.
Someone who reads trashy (or not so trashy) fantasy novels.
Someone with an old sense of humor.
Someone who loves Monty Python and the Marks Brothers.
Someone exactly like the someone I love so much that left.
I wish distance didn't exist.
Because it will always make the heart break,
Tear,
Fall,
Burst into flames.
I'm tired of not attracting the people I want to.
I'm tired of seeming like I'm shallow and just like everyone else.
I'm tired of watching my brother get stupider and more idiotic by the day.
I'm sick of him getting away with everything and not dealing with what's on his plate.
I'm FUCKING SICK OF ALL OF THIS.
I'm tired of LOVE.
I'm tired. of PEOPLE.
I'm sick of not being able to keep a relationship.
I'm tired of being walked on.
I'm SICK of being the person that nobody really looks at.
I'm tired of how horrible reality is.
I wish I could live in a fantasy all my own.
"Andrewland is better than Neverland."
I wish people weren't so damn nice to me.
I wish I weren't so nice to people.
I AM SO FUCKING SICK AND TIRED.
I'm sick and tired of this.
I'm sick and tired of my dad being completely two faced.
Andrew throws a house party and gets asked what he wants to do the next day.
I forget to put wine in the freezer and get my computer taken away.
I'm sick and tired of being sick.
I'm tired of feeling like I'm not good enough.
For life.
For people.
For friends.
I wish I didn't feel like I'm going to throw up.
I'm tired of finding people that I fall in love with and never have.
I'm sick of finding people I have, fall in love with, and lose.
I'm sick of those people letting go of me so easily.
I'm tired of having friends that will never know how amazing they are.
And I'm tired of making them put up with me.
(Alison, Perri, Joe)
I'm tired of not sincerely being able to help them.
I'm sick of not keeping in touch with the people I should.
I'm sick of actually noot being good enough for people.
I'M SICK OF BEING LONELY.
I'm completely fed up with existing.
I wish I could fly.
I wish I could die.
I wish I could fly to my death.
I wish I could find that one person that actually cares about me.
The one person that doesn't make me feel awkward.
The person I can laugh at and with all at the same time.
Someone who's a grammar Nazi like me.
Someone who reads trashy (or not so trashy) fantasy novels.
Someone with an old sense of humor.
Someone who loves Monty Python and the Marks Brothers.
Someone exactly like the someone I love so much that left.
I wish distance didn't exist.
Because it will always make the heart break,
Tear,
Fall,
Burst into flames.
I'm tired of not attracting the people I want to.
I'm tired of seeming like I'm shallow and just like everyone else.
I'm tired of watching my brother get stupider and more idiotic by the day.
I'm sick of him getting away with everything and not dealing with what's on his plate.
I'm FUCKING SICK OF ALL OF THIS.
I'm tired of LOVE.
I'm tired. of PEOPLE.
I'm sick of not being able to keep a relationship.
I'm tired of being walked on.
I'm SICK of being the person that nobody really looks at.
I'm tired of how horrible reality is.
I wish I could live in a fantasy all my own.
"Andrewland is better than Neverland."
I wish people weren't so damn nice to me.
I wish I weren't so nice to people.
I AM SO FUCKING SICK AND TIRED.