whoever's listening//a.i.

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␛ twelve:thirty-six pm

dear whoever's listening, 

i've started drumming again. calum and luke think i'm good. my neighbors keep complaining about the noise. my mom hasn't been home lately. harry and lauren have been staying at their friend's houses. allison comes around when they're not here. luke started a youtube channel. he's posted a cover of him singing please don't go. he'll be someone someday. hayley has been calling, she says her dad wants her to start talking to her old friends again. i don't think she wants that. calum comes over a lot. he found a girlfriend. luke loves this girl. he doesn't have the courage to talk to her. life's too short to even care at all anymore. but who am i to talk? calum seems to be stressed out by me not eating anymore. i've been to preoccupied with my thoughts. hayley always seems to come to visit whenever i'm not home. i'm trying to get out more, well luke's making me because there's nothing better than venting to someone who's too sad to even tell anyone what they want for dinner. i met a boy named michael today. he's a bit of an outcast. he's got this insane red hair, it surprisingly suits him. he says his favorite album is dookie. not many people appreciate green day's old works. i think i'm getting better. maybe i'll be normal again someday. 

thanks for listening.

love, 

ashton