Reality

Back home and back to reality.

Why does reality have to sting?

Even gone for a weekend you miss so much. There are some things I don't even want to catch up on.

Went to drama, thought it'd be a fun welcoming. All the people I wanted to see didn't give a shit, and the ones I wouldn't expect were excited.

Guys are ass holes.

Depressed and upset about so many things.

Havn't even been back to school (actually) yet and I already want another break...I want to leave this shitty ass town with all the fucking retarded people that don't give a shit about me.

6 months, 3 weeks and 2 fucking days.

Why do you call me your friend? Think about that one....because I don't understand anymore.

Words are useless...body language is everything