privileged to be able to look in your eyes same chemical as stars
It feels like i'm waking up for the first time over and over again. Now that i'm not in denial about my life or who my real friends are. I do feel used and hurt, but then again it's better than being friends with those fuckers. I'm trying really hard to meet good people out there. Problem is ofcourse there isn't many of them. I'm still amazed at the fact that I quit doing everything while still being friends with those shitheads. The big problem there was that if i'm not doing drugs with them "i'm not fun" but seriously I rather be bored and sober than wasting all my money on some fucking pot. I still may not be the happiest person ever.. but i've been through so much shit lately. Still... no matter what i'm always trying to get my life together. And another thing, when I hung out with those people I was always acting fake. They don't know me at all and it's not like they gave a shit either. Anyways, working at hollister isn't much fun seeing that I have to fold so many of those damn 'cute clothes' but it's uber fun being able to work with my sis. I'm really tired so [end]