I honestly don't know how I'm gonna survive the next one and a half (or two) years of all this CRAP.
I've had enough. You're just BIASED. End of story.
If you don't care, I'm not going to either.
I just want time to pass fast enough so I can get on with life and pursue my dreams.
And please, stop going around telling people I don't know what I want to do (in the future). Because I obviously HAVE A GOAL and KNOW DAMN RIGHT what I wanna do. Your son is the one who is clueless. Not me. So please do not say that we both don't know what we want to do just for the sake of your convenience.
It's not like I haven't already spoken my mind about what I like, and what I wanna do. That one day, I will never forget. But has that changed anything? NO. Instead, I feel like things have just gotten more complicated.
I don't know, I'm just really confused right now.
And it hurts. It freakin hurts oh so much.
"the scars are gonna heal but they're never gonna go away"
PS: I do not need a fucking 12:30am curfew, kthnx.
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