and just like that, i can't breathe. when am i going to get passed it and grow up? i spend so much time waiting for tomorrow instead of making my own. and i can't help but live in the past...

fuck, i need a drink and some brain damage.

you ever notice how easy it is to act like you care, when you really don't. but comes those few times when you give a shit, it's even harder to show just how much...?