Sep 20, 2023
walked past my high school today while they were changing classes. and watching those kids trudge along in the heat, i didn't feel sorry for them at all. i felt soooo envious and nostalgic that i started to WEEP, very covertly beneath my already dramatic sunglasses. what i wanted to do was hop over the fence to rejoin them and go back. start afresh. i really do miss the old misery. mainly i miss believing that with adulthood it might eventually end. i could've been anything!! now i'm just me. i'm being very emo boy about it, it's awful. just look at me:
