All the immediate unknowns are better then knowin' this tired and lonely fate.
I can't wait to go home. I'm sick (like serious hospital end of 10th grade type sick). I've discovered 99 percent of guys are assholes and disappointments. And I fucked things over with some of the best friends I have here because I had such fucking low self- esteem and just wanted a guy to want me. Luckily, I've made things better between us all and the dude is out of the picture. Everyone here around me lately is depressed. And that just magnifies the feeling.
When I woke up this morning I thought I had it bad, until I got to class. One of my closest friends here, Erin, was sitting in class and looked exhausted and puffy- eyed. She got a call at 5:30am from her Dad. Her next door neighbors house burned down and four of them burned alive. One person in the family survived- the 20 year old son. I can't even fathom what it would be like to be in Erin's place, or the son's place for that matter. She wants to go home but can't cause we have class tomorrow morning and she lives in Jersey. I don't even know the people and I keep crying. I've never seen Erin so distraught.
I can't even finish writing cause I'm getting emotional, so I'm gonna stop and maybe write more soon.
When I woke up this morning I thought I had it bad, until I got to class. One of my closest friends here, Erin, was sitting in class and looked exhausted and puffy- eyed. She got a call at 5:30am from her Dad. Her next door neighbors house burned down and four of them burned alive. One person in the family survived- the 20 year old son. I can't even fathom what it would be like to be in Erin's place, or the son's place for that matter. She wants to go home but can't cause we have class tomorrow morning and she lives in Jersey. I don't even know the people and I keep crying. I've never seen Erin so distraught.
I can't even finish writing cause I'm getting emotional, so I'm gonna stop and maybe write more soon.