I'm so miserable here.

You turn every head but you don't see me.

There's this place I like to call freedom.
It's not like any other place I've ever been to..But this one place, is special.
I've had my first steps I've ever taken there, my first tear I ever cried, my first place I ever spoke... and now it seems it's not gonna be there anymore.
The only place I ever went to when I needed to get away from this piece of shit town that isn't much of a humble home at all.

Please please please don't go, dad... don't sell my one and only home.
Or you're just taking the best of me.

I know I shouldn't keep thinking about you, but I can't help it, because I know you want nothing to do with me...In my mind at least.

I've been spending a lot of time with my friend Taylor again, it feels nice. I missed hanging out with her so much. She makes me not want to move though, she's the only thing great left in this town. Everything else is just, dead, to me.

I just want to sleep forever. All I ever am is tired, I feel drained somehow... exhausted to the bone.

My mom got me a calender, to hang in my room, so I can keep track of things and be more organized and not forget when I have something to do. I tend to do that a lot.

I'm the biggest procrastinator, you'll ever meet.

I still can't decide if I like people anymore or not.
I'm so fucking stuck on confused.
I hate thinking, because I over think like a grilled cheese sandwich being burnt on the one side, then you don't want it anymore.
I know, worst comparison, but it's all I could 'think' of right now.

I've had the same song stuck in my head for 2 days now.
I feel like I'm repeating myself. Over and over again. Nothings changing.