Like they cared

I don't have any idea where my life is going, what's gonna happen to me when I get old. Growing up is something I don't want to do, I used to but it just means losing what little happiness I have left. I don't want to work 9 to 5, I don't like the thought of it. I'm bitching I know, it annoys me to (imagine that) but I can't help being unhappy when all my friends seem to have it so much better, and I can't get it together enough to come anywhere near that. My used-to-be real friends are not what they were when we were little. It scares me to watch them fuck up their lives and expect me to be okay with it, expect me to be happy for them. I don't do some of the things they do, and I know that's not the reason most of my friends suck. Since I'm not really into the whole "let's get drunk and stoned off our ass" thing. I don't have much time to talk anymore, I need to go to school and it's friggin raining hopefully someone will take us to school.
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