this is the end...

[rachellehcar]

this is the end

beautiful friend

this is the end

my only friend, the end

of our elaborate plans, the end

of everything that stands, the end

no safety or surprise, the end

i'll never look into your eyes again...

I guess it's a little soon for that, but it's how i feel. I'm ready to leave those people, but i'm not ready for the real world. I loathe it, or the thought of it. I used this simile once to describe TC to a friend, that it's like being in a crowded room and the only place left to sit is broken chair. The chair is uncoimfortable, but it's more uncomfortable to stand. It's idiotic and makes no sense I know, but I'm not ready to get up from my uncomfortable chair.