life.

you are a fucking trip. it's crazy how things change and even crazier how time flies. the only thing that doesn't change is me. i keep doing the same mistakes over and over again. it's me. everyone's feelings and emotions are so different now than what they were a year ago, i guess mine too in a way but i'm afraid that when july hits, i will still be the same. that nothing will have changed and i really don't want that. i want to be able to talk to some people and be okay with what they say or write. i want to be fucking happy that we're friends. i mean, i am but it's complicated. i know shit's completely different than how it was two months ago, but like i said, not with me.