i miss mollie and nic and lucy and christ, christ’s hugs most of all

and i miss last year
at least i had friends who were good at pretending
i’m tired of feeling uncomfortable around the people i confided in just a few months ago
why is everything so complicated?
i feel like a little kid, everyone gets it because they can read it, it’s plainly written on the black board, or so they tell me

this year the art school sucks, everyone’s either sad or pissed off or just being stupid, and i never get to talk to anyone anymore, it’s like someone put my voice in a box and gave it to a really mean person who won’t return my phone calls