fuck highschool, and the saying:
"its your senior year, go crazy"
i feel stuck, like im in a tar pit.
i feel stagnant, i cant move, i cant breathe, i cant do ANYTHING.
and the same thoughts keep looping themselves
back and forth back and forth
i wish i could shut my thoughts off,
i wish i could write and paint and be liberated,
i need to go somewhere,
get out of here, be alone, just for a few days.
i need those few days to figure everything out and think without
the interruption of stupid people that i don't want to fucking hear.
please stop talking, please stop telling me what to do.
i need to follow my heart, i need to think.
i just cant move.
i just love you to the moon and back.
amen.
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