" when I’m alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall, or I stare at the clock and watch the hours fall. I even watch my phone hoping someone would call, but the reality being i have no friends at all.
the nothingness of my current situation seems to effect the speed of time. not that I care, though. I have no plans in mind.
I’m just sitting here, eh… better yet I’m laying here with my phone being the only thing I see, sending out mass texts with the context only being W-Y-D. hoping one of them pull me out of this quick sand of a situation, so I can stop having this social constipation. "