I was sure I couldn't let myself go. Even Though I feel the end.
So I'm pulling an all nighter after a party my friend had and my best friends are sleeping drunk as shit. In this moment of self destruction and slow death of our livers I realized that this whole time as I was pawning after a girl I knew that things wouldn't work out. I realized that all I wanted was a girl to look at me and just be happy with me. I know I'm a slacker. I know I'm just one of those guys people can look over. But in the end I couldn't really give a shit about how people think about me. All I want is just one girl to look at me and be happy shes with me. I think I'm tired....
Is that weird?
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