And We Drown
So, I went to Kohl's with my mom.
She picked a fight with me, afterwards, because she didn't get anything, while we were there.
Then, we tried to stop by Tropical Smoothie, but they were already closed.
AND SO, here I am:
1 burrito in my gut and listening to Against Me!
I never listen to them, but they're on somebody's playlist and I really like this song.
It's called Sink, Florida, Sink.
I'm really not paying attention to the words at all, I just like the emotion.
I'll look up the lyrics, later, since I'm half deaf.
Speaking of which, my 13-year-old brother's almost completely deaf, now.
I'm really worried about him.
I hope everything works out for the best.
I'm in the biggest rut I've ever been in.
Where do I want to live?
Should I just train hop?
Do I work, then move?
Do I kill myself?
Is moving in with Faye a realistic goal?
What about Indiana?
And I'm not depressed.
I'm just alone, and trying to make the best of it.
ALL I WANT TO DO IS MAKE ATLEAST ONE ALBUM BEFORE I DIE.
I promised myself I'd do atleast that before I kill myself, because I AM NOT going to live past thirty.
Life's going to be great.
I promise.
And once I have the resources, I'll be able to make everybody happy that I care about.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
Stay gold, Child In My Mind, stay gold.
You keep me alive.