I hate it when I can't sleep. Like I need to cause I have work in the morning . I'm thinking way to much. Twenty-one pilots songs have got me thinking to much. About my dreams, about, how if I just keep going maybe I can achieve them...but I'm so behind, I'm so broke, and just so pathetic I don't know how I can. I'm blah blah years old with a part time job and nothing special to my name. I still act like a kid because I don't want to grow up. I want to create but I don't even know what people like anymore. I'm afraid to give up as well as to keep trying. Why can't I do something cool, or be skinny, or look good. I will be confident. I will be strong. I will keep pushing on. Because I dont, no one else will.
