3:54am: tears stain the wood
its 4 am.
im annoyed.
im awake.
and mad at the world.
im home.
and loving every second of it.
i miss my dad.
alot.
i miss whitney.
i miss being home.
i feel like crying.
i feel like screaming.
"she feels like kicking out all the windows"
sometimes i never want to leave here.
but sometimes i never want to come back.
this is one of the i never want to leave times.
i got sneakers today.
and work out clothes.
and a few other things.
I go back to Poughkeepsie on monday.
i go back to work on tuesday.
im over panera.
but i like the soup still.
im feeling like falling apart.
i hate when people drink.
and i hate not being called.
since turning 21 i have only been drunk on my birthday.
because its my birthday and i needed to be.
the day before my dads funeral.
for obvious reasons.
and new years.
cause its new years and you are allowed.
im kind of turned off to it all now.
man a few summers ago.
i was all about it.
i was drunk for like 3 months straight.
ahh well.
people change.
grow up.
but everyone slips up now and again.
thats fine.
im wide awake now.
that sucks so bad.
im so fucking tired.
way to have anxiety megan.
way to be.
fuck.
Current Mood: 
aggravated
Current Music: nick at night