Monday, June 28, 2010

Summer, when will it end....

The power that a lot of people wish they could have would be to rewind time and change the past. I'm over that. Really. I try not to dwell on the past. *lie* But if I had to choose, I'd much rather be able to fast forward time. Not saying I want my already short life to become shorter but if I could fast forward to September, I'd do so in a heartbeat. I'm telling you straight from my aching gut, life is stagnant here, oh is it boring. I can't work here. The air is too heavy with bullshit. Too many stupid people are running around. Even the fun est things in the world! like omg become boring quick. I need to be back at school. SUNY Purchase, I never thought I'd say this but I miss ya homie, my word.

Besides the fact that I need to puke, all the time, this place is killing me. Want to hear something wickedly ironic: this place always killed me, softly and slowly. Oh ever so slowly to the point where I said "ayeee it's not that bad." Out of all the people, places, things and molecules in this world that would benefit immensely, greatly with a fast forward button, my dream, my pretty little pony that I know I will never have in my life - that fucking >> symbol was given to none other than this place. This place, this place where I live and all it's stupid people, over crowded parking lots and those who hold me back is now killing me faster. FASTER! This place gets the power to kill me faster while my summer feels like it's in slow mo.

I'm being punished and not in a good way. I need an escapEE. A clever one with no good byes and hassle. I need time to speed up, not gonna lie. But I got to go vomit. later.