[and all our sins come back to haunt us in the end.]
and so it's so.
all the high hopes still have me leaving town feeling the same way i did when i came home - empty.
but whatever. i'm tired of being depressed. it's time to get back in the van with my friends and have a summer.
call me. i'll be sure to be lonely.
x.
all the high hopes still have me leaving town feeling the same way i did when i came home - empty.
but whatever. i'm tired of being depressed. it's time to get back in the van with my friends and have a summer.
call me. i'll be sure to be lonely.
x.