balls.
an infrequent trip to the mall is always fun.
"if i was a turd, i'd jump out at people and scare them."


so much shit goin down.

regained strength in two friendships,
but now this: (all in one night)

why is it that i take a step back and see the inmaturity or faults after all this time of being blissfully happy?
its strange. you need to be displaced to noticed.

that was my fucking theme. you stole it.
"she didnt love me as much as i loved her"
same fuckin boat to the death, man.

they keep coming back for more because they need the reassurance, they need the comfort, they need to temporarily get away from the pain. they know how to easily get it. and who gets shat on from it? us.
why cant we see it? cuz we're hopelessly blind to something that we've always wished for and hoped this was the case.
but nah. they just need their fix.

it aint right.