If i left today, would i be remembered? A forgotten soul set free. And you would all be happy where you started, before you met me. I hate to think of my emotions, and how they get the best of me. Or my stranger sense of humor. I love me for who i'm not, but aim to be. I told myself a thousand times that This was it and to be all that i can be. I wish i knew why depression has been as common as yawning. I wish i knew why i felt that railing vicodin during my first year of high school was a good idea. Fuck everything ever