No day but today...

They make me sad, these people that I see, these people who tell me I'm having the best time of my life. I don't want to be told I'm happier now than I will ever be again, I don't want to be told that I'm missing out on this perfect happiness that everyone around me should be rolling in. I don't want to be told I'm not having enough time.

But then, beauty makes me sad, and sitting here gives me the same happy-sad as beauty. I am not simple or complex enough, by far.

And RENT. RENT.

I don't know that I'll ever go back to High School again, even if I want to, it'll all be torn down before long. It felt so strange, so strange indeed.

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