Whenever anyone's life is going less than perfect, i always seem to be the most disposable person. I don't know why...
I cried alot today, not because of my terrible day but because the boy i love was upset. I can't handle seeing him upset.
I find boys in scrubs attractive. I think only because they're probably gonna be rich doctors one day. Yea, i'm terrible...
And I'm 18 couldn't wait to move out
It's been 5 years and now I'm starting to doubt...
Whether all my dreams are just aimless stares
Looking off to someplace that isn’t there
When I'm 32 will I be miserable?
With everything around based on principle
Will I have a clue, oh wouldn't it be nice
to never be alone in this wasted life.
(Nothing but lyrics lately, but I can't describe how I feel any better)
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