i’m missing a party, for multiple reasons. i feel really bad, but i have no ride, and i’m physically exhausted. i know i won’t fall asleep until late even though i only got about two hours of sleep last night. i spent the day at canada’s wonderland today as well. maybe it’s more because i’m torn. why do words always get to me? they’re simple words and nothing more. i can’t do anything with those easy words, yet i still hang onto them so. i never learn. i’m still hanging . . . i just can’t let go. maybe i will go. maybe i can get a ride.

side note: i really like fall out boy. some songs are mediocre at best, but in others i absolutely adore his voice.

“you pretty much have to get over things quickly… and if you can’t, you’ll fuck everyone else over, or you’ll dig yourself deeper.” mel’s right. so, i’m going to the party . . . if i can get a ride.