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I feel like crap, all the time. I'm even on anti-depressents and I still feel bad at times. Why? What happened to the happy-go-lucky century graduate? Geeze I miss her. Instead I stay up worrying about things that will happen years down the road. All I want is to be happy. I almost want to blame Pocatello, but for what? I almost want to blame the school, but for what? For giving me a great childhood? For giving me a great education? I want to cry. I want to sleep and cuddle against my boyfriend untill the next day. I want to skip class. It's just making me feel bad about skipping. Does anyone understand? Sometimes I want to eat alot, others I dont. Some days I want to get out and have an adventure... an adventure...
I've longed for a good adventure. Not so much as an adrenaline rush as an adventure. I want to get out, get lost, and learn. I want to see land not alot of eyes see. I want clean air, little noise, and the need to survive. Does anyone understand. This is more of...
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