i look down at my mint chocolate chip ice cream in amazement
how is it that a small amount of ice cream can quell the greater amounts of sadness?
today was fun because i didn’t stay home all day
i met irene and she’s not a bitch
she’s pretty too
and i napped listening to frank ocean
it sucks that every time i thought about it i’d get sad
idk i guess it’s my fault
idk
it sucks that you don’t know me
and so my behavior is uncalled for
i mean i’m not myself around you because you’re an asshole
and yeah
idk i just feel like eating mint chip ice cream until it’s my favorite flavor
as of right now it’s just alright
idk
i feel like a faggot because right after frank ocean has his album come out online i’m all looking for his music and shit
idk
i feel like a bad friend because i didn’t say happy birthday to you
i mean i didn’t just want to be like HAPPY BIRTHDAY and then we’d carry on conversing
idk i wanted to do something else
but i stepped back and just looked at what felt appropriate
idk
this sucks
it makes me sad to see that all the people who know how to act in a social-societal setting aren’t going to do as well in life as those teenaged deemed “awkward” students
idk
it seems like the people with the biggest hearts and the most comfortable air about them won’t be groundbreaking in medicine and shit
but there are a few people who somehow manage to maintain exemplary grades and a kick ass personality
niggas like sabrina ma and dina and thienson
idk
idk why i feel so sad and shit
and i don’t wanna be some self-diagnosed-depressed sixteen year old
sigh
if i said i was gonna cry it’d be so fucking terrible looking