zipperzoomer (zipperzoomer) wrote,

Hello Walls

For the past hour I've been sitting on my bed, staring at the wall in tears, listening to a bunch of old school 60s, feeling really out of place.

I can't tell you how close I am to ordering a bus ticket to New York, or maybe Miami, right now. Either one. I don't care.

I'm tempted to drop every thing I have. The thought of putting effort into any more of this is terrifyingly unbearable, and I just don't know what to do with myself. Getting the fuck out of here immediately sounds like the only good plan.

If I disappear, well, you should have known me before I left.

P.S. Boys suck.
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