I finally ordered my fist sweater…and I’ll shall wear it and act very dude like.
How do I even try to explain to a friend that everything is going to be okay?
I’m sure I know what my friend is going through. I’ve been that way before too.
But just trying to explain what to do hurts.
When you’ve never been jaded it kills you just to try and get by.
Sometimes the only thing I can do is give my friend a hug and tell my friend that it’ll get better.
I wish the world didn’t chew us up and spit us out to make us strong, to show our weaknesses, to make us realize that everything isn’t okay right now.
But sometimes you don’t realize the little things until they are gone.
— If anyone of my friends are reading this, just know that I care.
The truth is I can’t sleep at night now.
I don’t know why, but the more I try to sleep the less it actually happens.
Just being in bed looking up at the ceiling can’t be right.
I wish there was a way to get myself to stop taking naps.
I’m just gonna stay up till I can’t keep my eyes open…