i woke up way to late this morning, what did i do last night where am i, i think to myself. well i should probably leave. as i get up i'm on a couch and there is empty bottles of alcohol everywhere, i try to sneak passed all the passed out people. as i make my way out to my car, shit i day to myself my car still smells like weed oh well, my parents are going to kill me:/
as i start driving down the high way the stress just blows off of me i think to myself it's going to be a good day.
i can't believe i'm eighteen and i still live with my parents....
my parents are so strict
i wish they were more understanding.
i can't get her out of my head.
i can't believe i've never fell in love.
well i guess i save those feelings for her....
as i get home my parents are yelling at me.
they say i need to get a job but they say i do all the stupid shit that young kids do.
i've actually never been that smart.
that explains a lot.
yeah i have made a lot of mistakes i think to myself.
she was always there at my darkest times..
leading me the way showing me the way.
she will always be a part of me.
losing her was always the hardest.
i still always think back to the old days:(
