It’s actually extremely sad how certain ages are associated with certain activities and lifestyles. If I was 18 and doing something else rather than attending college, I would be considered abnormal. Not that I’m against college or anything. I’m just slowly realizing that the things that SINCERELY make me happy are quite different than the things I’m expected to do as an 18 year old.
I can’t imagine looking for friends.
I had a dream that a couple of friends put themselves in situations that could potentially kill them in real life, yet within the dream, they were laughing and everything was perfectly fine. Yet I felt myself crying at the scene, and no one took me seriously. Nobody listened.
Call me when you get here
Tell me when you hit that ground