The only thing worse than not knowing is you thinking that I don’t know.
Fall Out Boy’s 7 Minutes in Heaven is currently on repeat, and, frankly, feelings are now scattered
It would depend on how you look at it, but the song sums up my 2011. (Not in the sexual sense -__-) but in a sense where everything just… drifted by.
I would’ve expected it to sink in more, but I also feel like it should be longer than this.
Teachers are cool. Classmates are awesome. Shakes was unforgettable. The recollection was… dramatic. Intrams was fun. Debate and Prom’s coming soon.
And then there’re college applications.
I guess what I’ll say is this:
I don’t think I’m ready to let go of anything yet. I need something to slow time down.
I’ll be stuck fixated on one star when the world is crashing down.