My dad called.
I see no changes.
I can’t believe it’s hard just to talk to you.
You don’t even care.
I’m a creep.
I don’t belong here.
I ask myself is life worth living?
It’s this feeling that has me going nowhere.
The reason I want to be alone.
My summer was fine. I did the usual things that teenagers do in the summertime. Sleep. I swam and tried to stay as cool as i could. I spent a lot of time at my friend Karinas house. Didn’t do much of anything, just tried to relax as much as i could, knowing that each day that passed me by brought me closer to another long, tiresome , drawn out year at Shaker.