I'm In my dorm room. Somewhere between the point of too tired and not tired enough. I hate how some people can get when they are drunk. It's so loud sometimes and I just want to sleep. I've herd the same fucking song coming from the room across the hall about ten times. I don't even know if anyone is in the room. But I guess it's all part of the atmosphere. I miss parts of home every now and then. Two of my closest friends are sleeping on the floor right now. They came up to see me. Visitors are nice. Expected and unexpected.
I really hope I'm not running away from everything and just not realizing it. I worry about that from time to time up here. I want to write an album with lyrics that are nothing but my idea of me. Some will be very hateful, some might be very caring. This will probably be the only time I'll mention this, so feel special if you're reading it. Who knows if it'll happen. My dreams are in front of me. Right now it's just a matter of figuring out which ones I should try too grab and which one's I have to let slip by.
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