Those days you lived in a shoebox. You often thought about moving to a bigger, nicer apartment in a cleaner, quieter neighborhood, but you somehow never got around to it. Plus, you could walk to work – theoretically, at least. Also, your lack of funds and...
I lay here, on this cold couch,In a room sadistically trying to be cozy,Staring blankly into a retrospective looking glass. I don’t know why I am the way I am. I dose the meds and I listen to their textbook questions,I search introspectively for any clues...
The bell rang signaling that school had ended for the day. I packed my backpack and sighed to myself as my mind went from school work to actual problems. Mainly what the hell was I going to do with Amanda. Are we going to start dating? Are we actually goi...
