Clap Hands 
factories and smoke
lørdag, mai 18, 2002
hm.
I'm sick of so many things right now. I'm sick of people who do things that I don't like, and I'm sick of knowing that if I were them I would do the same thing; I'm sick of being a hypocrite.
I'm sick of treating people badly who I should treat with kindness, and I need to care more about other people.
I just.... want things to end.
I just want things to change.
I don't want to care so much about grades. I want things to happen and go my way, even if it won't make sense. Of course, things are going as they should probably. Honestly, if things went the way I want them to, I'd end up being disappointed.
I want to stop being mad at stupid things that I should accept and forget about. I want to play my instruments more. Why do I sound like one of those life-lessons/true vaules/self esteem posters they sell in malls?
I want to stop being dependent on my parents. I want to read more. I sound stupid. you shouldn't be reading this.
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