fire eye’d boy
i’ve never felt so distant or unattached before. my life consists of waking up at seven every morning to go to work. i’m there until five, or will leave to go to class. it’s all mindless. my friends aren’t here anymore. i have lindsay. that’s it. boomer’s gone, kyle’s gone, tj’s gone (home, off my couch), nick’s gone (kind of), and everyone else is at state.
i have nothing.
i need to get paid. i want cigarettes.
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