I've got some issues that nobody can see, and all of these emotions are pouring out of me...
Soundtrack to my Life, Kid Cudi. One of my favorite songs. Those two verses right there speak to me a lot. As you all know, I've been thinking long and hard about whether or not I wanna stay in this program. I'm tired of flip-flopping and trying to convince myself that this is what I want. That's just it; if I'm trying to convince myself of that, then it can't be. My friend is picking me up
dobbie: did you shit in Julie Kavner's handbag
...The tough get going?
I DO want to go home. I DO miss my friends and family. But, I gotta stick through this. One bad test= runaway? Nope. It means do better and study harder.
I'm happy that I've gone a decent amount of time without smoking and drinking. I'm happy of the progress I'm making. Sure, certain people are being dicks, but... we're all dicks in a way. I just gotta do what I gotta do. Not running away when things get tough. I can hang