Ya, I know, I gotta leave.
I can not stay here for long.
Last night, I was going to sleep early, But you and your boys were on acid, in my house. Which was funny, so im okay with it. I had the worst nightmare last night, im tired of fighting. I don't know if i need to move or go on vacation but this city is like a black hole of being a waste case. Nothing to do but drink, i would rather sit on a beach, learn to surf and go to school. At least my goals are set, and maybe i can try to do it this time for real for real for real. Im sick of the person i am, and im sure everyone feels the same way and im just a cry baby.
