Jun 04, 2006 22:27
Sometimes I think I only mess things up.
I'm not a cool girl.
I don't want to be your friend.
I don't even deserve the friends I have.
I need to get away from everything.
I'm only 17.
What am I thinking?
The situations...
The people...
I need to get my mind right, really quickly before I mess up and am not able to fix it.
New Orleans...it brings you up, and slams you down.
And I love every minute of it, but I really forget how different this city is. I just need to chill the fuck.