I say weird things.
I ship weird things.
I find joy in being weird.
I am a disease.
That movie just gets me. It’s exactly how I feel.
I live fast and hard, I don’t care what comes my way I’ll just break through.
But… I know there’s nothing else for me.
I don’t know what I’m gonna do. I don’t have friends around anymore.
They’ve all graduated this year and moved on. Then there’s me.
I dropped out of high school. Went back and got a GED. I attempted to go to college but due to various reasons; transportation and poor grades due to no transportation.. I flunked out, now I’m in debt to my eyeballs and I can’t get a decent job for another 2 months.
This town is so washed up.
It’s a small town anyways. Hell, I don’t even know the population count but I can tell you almost everyone that lives here by name.
I don’t even know anymore.
I don’t know who the hell I am anymore.
I don’t do anything I like, I don’t like anything I do.
What’s even left out there.