i just want to get fucked up. i want to drink and smoke until i cant feel anything. im sad. being back here makes me sad. i feel lost. i feel lonely. i feel like a failure, having to move home and leave everything behind. i barely leave the house. i need a job. i need something to occupy my time. i need to get laid. i need to see a fucking sunset.
part of me wants to drop out of school and pursue bartending. i think i could make enough money to travel and live the nomadic lifestyle ive always craved. bartending could fuel my vagabond heart.


















