Blah. I'm just and .... but I hate when people keep telling me something and I keep denying it and they keep telling me and telling me and trying to convince me of it and it just isn't true.
Finally my professor emailed me back so I can talk to him about writing my recommendation for grad school
UGH. I do don't even WANT to go to grad school. I'm done with school. DONE. MEH. I want to win the Powerball and win an insane amount of $$$ and then spend my days in a nice house living in luxury.
Take me back when you think that it's good.
It feels worse than they said it would.
You're gone but not forever.
When I know I'm never wanted
I tuck away in my turtle shell.
I've standed on this hex forever.
I need you back, I need you have,
to take away all of my pain and then my fear.
Hey! I need you back.
Like a ghost on his darkest visit,
you got my soul,...