I was thinking today about my struggles and realized that grades don't define who you are at all, yeah they might boost your future but in the long run they don't do ****, we're only put in school for the systems sake, from long restless nights of homework to studying in class with obnoxious teenagers, school is a way for the government to keep track of all these broken souls trying to get by, they want to know what we learn by taking tests? What's the point if we can't regurgitate what we learn on a test? You're all a sudden worthless? **** that.. take a deep breath, we're not here for an outstanding GPA.. they just "want to know what we've learned" so let them have it and let yourself be done.

At night I close my eyes and think of how little I matter.

It was supposed to be us against the world but now it's just me against myself and it ******* hurts to breathe

It's so simple; nothing on this god forsaken bouncy ball can save us, except for those who make us believe we're breathing

listen, you were never gentle or caring, you were a ******* whirlwind of ******* and false feelings, you killed pieces of me that I was too naïve to even understand, what a tragedy right?, I viewed you as a god.. but in reality you were only a guy who was trying just as hard as I was trying to keep breathing, you were full of big words and enchanting theories of why we're even here on this earth, but I was blind to the fact that you were hurt. God, when I finally stopped viewing you on a **** pedestal everything became clearer, boy it was so blurry until someone turned on the lights, idealizing people is not healthy.. you were not healthy. But I tasted ***** today and it tasted like you, not because it made me warm and fuzzy or made me feel new but because it tasted sweet at first and then burned my throat, and left me needing an antidote, looks like we're both unhealthy, also I remember when the first time we talked everything went quiet, it was like having earplugs in but all I could hear was you, everything went away for a second. Is that love? If that is, why did I wake up choking on the air you couldn't give me? Love is so strong in the end you die from it?