What makes me laugh. What makes me cry. Where I hope the wind will take me and what its going to take for me to stay.
Its odd looking at all these people that used to be your friends and realizing you never knew them and likewise they never knew you. Not enough to notice, not enough to care…
the more people i know the more lonely i feel
My hands move like their trying to drag themselves through tar and the world is so thick I can barely breathe.