This weekend was interesting. I know I am repeating myself. I got caught being 419 miles away from home. It was...yeah.
Feelings suck.
Boys suck.
Kisses suck.
Emotions suck.
Being frustrated sucks.
People telling you to let it go sucks.
Knowing you should sucks.
Enough. I am not emo. I am so happy.
Whatever. Screw the false-ness. I'm too tired.
I don't want to go to Konxville yet. Maybe in a year. But not yet.