it's just one of those days

12 days until my birthday

i hate the feeling i'm losing you.

but i will lose you

and there isn't a single thing i can do about it.

i hate it.

i love you so much.

you don't even understand.

anyway.

i feel, restless.

like i should be doing so much more than i am.

i hate being home

it's pointless

a waste of quality time.

seniors are leaving, though a lot of people will be local.

it's just gonna be different not seeing them everyday

three years together kinda has an impact.

i wanna fight

no one in particular... but i just want to beat the shit out of someone

i think it'd help...

maybe it's the lack of football, of contact

buut idk i feel aggressive.

i'm losing control, already. it's too early

this isn't how i planned it...

i gotta start again... cause this whole dealing with my problems isn't really working...

i might wanna call my dad before i have to actually go over there.

i feel pent up, i need relief...