I want to lie in a field somewhere with the one I love, sun streaming down on our faces, hands entwined, talking about nothing in particular,
I want to watch the sky until sunset,
A typical movie scene,
I want to get out of here,
oh my fucking god,
5 weeks of school and then a few weeks of work experience, THEN I AM GONE PEOPLE, GONE,
I WILL GO FOR LONG ASS BIKE RIDES AND NOT COME HOME UNTIL LUNCH, I WILL READ UNTIL I HAVE READ THE ENTIRE LIBRARY, I WILL REORGANISE MY ROOM A BILLION TIMES, I WILL PAINT, I WILL WRITE,
SERIOUSLY, I AM JUST PUTTING UP WITH LIFE RIGHT NOW, AND IT’S NOT EVEN FUNNY.
Does it get better? Really? I’ll be at college for another 2 years, uni for another 3, and then what? Marriage? Kids? Open my own business? Move to the middle east and become a journalist? Die? Write a damn good book? Die???
I don’t know. I just want to go.
I’m not asking for sympathy I’m just so damn DONE, you know? Just done.
Oh but I can’t be DONE, because I have another fucking 12 exams to get through
AAAAAAAAARGH, SOMEONE HELP ME RUN AWAY!