school starts on monday, don't have my books yet. going through a phase where everyone is pissing me off. mentally a pervert but physically not able or willing to be interested in sex.
temperatures feel like fall, it suits my mood. what's next
catch me if i fall i'm losing hold i can't just carry on this way and every time i turn away lose another blind game the idea of perfection holds me... suddenly i see you change everything at once the same but the mountain never moves...