can’t sleep, no surprise. why do always runaway. i’m always running and i love it. if i could i’d just pick a road and run. never look back and just run feeling the wind, sun and rain. i’d see new things and never have to face reality or pain. i love to run from problems or fears or people. when things feel comfy it scares me because i think i’ll lose everything in a second. people walk away. i walk away. i’m not normal, my thoughts keep me up and my fears get the best of me. i could talk for hours about everything that bothers me but i’d still have problems. i don’t get along with everyone. i don’t really like some people because some suck. high school makes me want to run away because people still find ways to dislike me. i’m “white washed”, first off it’s 2010. second my mom is white… third i’m sorry that i use big words because i don’t want to look stupid. though at times i do. i trip a lot but i just laugh it off. i want to run right now but i’m in bed awaiting to fall asleep and all i can think about is my bf.
sleeep sleeeep sleeep little girl.