boredom's in the bathroom shaking out the loose teeth

staring at a blank text box. laying in a cold bed. wondering why im up at 7am. ahh being awake when the sun comes up. i remember many days starting like this. waking up being emotionally distraught, going and eating breakfast with my mom at the diner. going home trying not to sleep, because sleeping alone sucked. well it sucked when brandy had left me. i just remember laying in bed, feeling this horrible sadness. i dont know whats bringing on this emo rubbish, but its just flowing out.

oh, and on another subject...highshool much?

nobody nowhere understands anything
about me and all my dreams