Standing still

[schlady]

My friends don't live here.

There's nothing to do around here.

And even when there is, I'm the only one with a curfew.

I'm so itchy. Aaargh.

Nobody wants my portraits.

I still don't have a job.
My car priveledges are gone until I get one.

I'm in a relationship that can't survive past summer.
And that really hurts...

It all really hurts.