Kind of sad today. I didn't have Jordan.
Weirded out that I have a classroom of cry-babies in English.
Annoyed that the world is still revolving.
Wondering why the majority of Muse songs are super whiny.
Regretting.
Sun-blistered.
Tired. Of a lot of things.
I guess that's it. It's hard to explain what this feeling is. It's building up in my stomach and sadistically stomping out the air in my lungs.
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miss you all, ******** life.
*sigh* keep your spirits up love
i'll be back next wednesday