it's like i'm doing everything i can to kill myself.

remember all those exciting things i thought would happen? throw them out the window with the empty cigarette carton.
remember random break downs and that feeling of the world collapsing on your lungs? bring that back with the retro styles for fall.
i can't take this. i want to sleep forever.

i love when it rains while i'm depressed. it's oh-so appropo.

break it down:

currently hating;
-having no money
-working way to much
-work in general
-shitty shoes for work making my feet hurt
-the one pair of pants i can wear to work getting a hole in them
-my hair dye not working
-my back falling off/losing the back to my lip ring retainer for work
-college equaling big question mark
-being tired
-random breakdowns/crying sessions
-barely talking to my best friend. not that it's anything new. you're never there when i need you.
-trying to please everyone

currently loving;
-Yellowcard on tuesday
-submitting a story to rock fic press (i'll need good luck wishes).

These tired eyes can't stay open to wait for you. It's now or never.