Jan 2017
I can't **** myself
because tomorrow I'm walking into town
with my best friend
in the middle of the school day
and getting coffee, it's a special occasion
And the death of a friend never makes for very good present, especially not on someone's eighteenth birthday
because tomorrow I'm walking into town
with my best friend
in the middle of the school day
and getting coffee, it's a special occasion
And the death of a friend never makes for very good present, especially not on someone's eighteenth birthday
I would never actually, I wouldn't know how and it doesn't make rational sense, but today was just so... I don't know, draining? Better out somewhere than inside, I guess. Tomorrow will be better, even if I have to force it to be, because it's a special birthday and I'm not going to let my head get in the way of that
