i went to see next year's school today.
it hit me like a ton of bricks, standing in that dorm room, that my bed won't be my bed anymore, that my bathroom is going to be three other peoples' bathroom, that i'm going to a small school and that it makes me feel lonely.
but i like the trees.
[i want to be what you think i am.
and i want to make you proud.]
i am just a big ball of "fuck you" right now.
not even cool.)