Sorry for all of the lyrics lately. I feel incapable of saying what I feel for myself since it is almost always wrong, or I guess not appealing to others. I can only be myself, all of the damn time.
I know I feel better and worse at the same time.
My life is one big hypocritical changing mood swingy mess.
I want Ben to come back. I'm proud of him but it seems like we grew really close again as soon as he had to leave. Miss my little brother, Ben.
And I miss my band. We may have sucked but we had fun and people liked us.
It is summer so most of my friends are back in Virginia Beach but I can't help but feel like my heart is being pulled in one million directions as everyone gets farther away.
In other more meaningless news my hair is dying again. Fun. It's almost chopping time? Maybe? Growing it out has become a sort of test for me with no prize at the end because I guess the prize would be having long hair which I've decided I don't care about at all and will just annoy me as it comes out in handfuls and sticks to my neck. Still I feel like I have to prove to myself that I can do it.
Silly silly.
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