Paint in My Eyeballs

I've been working and buying and thinking and driving and thinking and buying and working a lot.

None of this has been connected to school.

Guilt has crept under my pores and has started to ooze out.



On a slightly unrelated note.

Have you ever thought about your future? Like, really thought about it?

Imagine yourself twenty years older than you are right now. Really. Try to do it. What will you do with your time? What will you look like? Where will you be? What/who will you love? I don't know what I am supposed to think, and I don't know about you, but that utterly

FREAKS

ME

OUT.