I don’t give a flying fart about your excuses.
There’s part of me that wants to run away. Not because I can’t handle the pressure or the stress but because I feel as if there is more to everything than it is right now. Bills, rent, work, school, complaints, money, self-consciousness, insecurities; who needs these? Why do we live in a world where everything in life is superficial? Where everything is based on what you wear or what...