stuck in america

We had a swim meet today. We have one tomorrow morning. Son of a bitch.




I'm tired. And feel empty and invisible again. You only smile in one direction and it's not towards me. I think I should just give up. Because there really is nothing to hope for.

Maybe this will all go away.
I want to cry over nothing. Because you're nothing.






But I am so tired of days that feel like the night...