[we can do some wrecking here]
[and find something to love
in this broken place
this broken place]
It hasn't been my week. Or my year. Or my anything.
I can't seem to finish High School despite the fact that I practically fucking dropped out. It's like... I don't look forward to ANY of the options that await me.
1) Staying at home with people who can't stand me:
Fuck no.
2) Moving out and getting another shitty half time job and living on macaroni and cheese:
Really fun, but no.
3) Community fucking college:
Really? REALLY? NONE of the people I grew up with went to community college, why the fuck do I have to be the loser?
I have zero fucking motivation and I'm not getting ANYTHING done. If I don't fucking graduate from High School, I called it. I'm sorry I'm never on here, this site makes me feel antisocial. :c I'm so sorry I haven't visited anyone else's journals... Someday I'll make up for this, I promise.
Also, it's been almost half a fucking year and it STILL hurts. What the fuck is wrong with me?
in this broken place
this broken place]
It hasn't been my week. Or my year. Or my anything.
I can't seem to finish High School despite the fact that I practically fucking dropped out. It's like... I don't look forward to ANY of the options that await me.
1) Staying at home with people who can't stand me:
Fuck no.
2) Moving out and getting another shitty half time job and living on macaroni and cheese:
Really fun, but no.
3) Community fucking college:
Really? REALLY? NONE of the people I grew up with went to community college, why the fuck do I have to be the loser?
I have zero fucking motivation and I'm not getting ANYTHING done. If I don't fucking graduate from High School, I called it. I'm sorry I'm never on here, this site makes me feel antisocial. :c I'm so sorry I haven't visited anyone else's journals... Someday I'll make up for this, I promise.
Also, it's been almost half a fucking year and it STILL hurts. What the fuck is wrong with me?