life:
boys, art, music, love, school, stress, pain, drama, fights, friends, drugs...

tomorrow is my birthday
i told someone something
that was really important
they said they couldn't deal with it
and they left.
i should be happy
i know how i can be happy
maybe not now
but maybe someday.

i don't like someday...
someone once said someday.
someday became now.
and someday didn't work out how it was supposed to.
damnit.

i just wish i didnt have this personality
this way of attracting
this way of falling
breaking
trusting
it just fucking sucks.
oh well. it's time to think of other things.