my old friend arn't there for me and I'm desperately searching for replacements. I don't want replacements. I shouldn't have to find replacements.
that's just messed up, man.
everything has a weird atmosphere to it, don't know if it's the melting snow or the ending school year, or the fact that this weekend I should write a speech, an essay and a million history questions, or maybe it's just that no one's there when I definately need someone and I'm unwillingly going on through my remaining teenage years independently and lonelier than ever.