|i love it when someone thinks they're the coolest and the best.|
it makes me dislike them.
i'm not going to fight for something that isn't mine.
what would be the point?
i'm arriving at the point where i'm glad i left chicago.
i did it to get away from being in a fucked up retarded situation.
i feel relief and burdens lifted.
i'm in no rush to be commited to anything.