smile like you dont give a damn about the consequences
More than it all sleep is becoming my one true hate. My test is only slightly studied for, my wall and dinosaur sheets are barely illuminated by the bedside lamp i have pointed at the wall. I live in the past like a hobo on the streets and every prank i pull, cool thing i say, or legend i hear come back around is just a shadow to when I was 16 and jesse and I spent environmental science blowing up test tubes. Maybe its the weather. Maybe its the people, maybe its someone somewhere whispering 'the real world is coming' and maybe someones listening. Either way, I feel like this place is dead. Low key isnt the term. Low key would imply that stuff is going on, its just not up to my activity standards. Nothing happens. Its like dealing with a bunch of middle schoolers who just came out of a bad elementary school experience. Everyone is too nervous to talk and to nervous to do anything but sit alone and watch tv. Ive developed a fan club, and it sucks. Not because of the fan club itself, my ego couldnt ask for more. its what the fan club represents. Ive done things i would do anywhere else. My roommate and I made a vodka melon one saturday and when it was done, we invited our neighbors to come eat it with us. People flipped shit. They couldnt believe anyone could be so cool. Same with the beercans in the vending machine. Or my weekend story. Or just throwing scrap metal ninja stars into pizza boxes. If i ever made a big deal about something, it was too inspire, to say 'look! You can have fun and its cool! Everyone else wants too as well!" But instead its like superman. Fuck keeping a military, weve got superman.