for the past few days, i've been brought home via the other bus. the bus where... honestly, i don't like the vibes. but i know one thing's sure: the people there absolutely despise who i am. I am optimistic, this i know from others. but they detest optimism. as if they think lives could go on with the same boring routine, the routine that consisted of staring into space without words or smiles, without laughter or ideas. no nothing. i could say that being in there is actually killing me.
and i don't like it.
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