And here we are...

school has started.

I want my face in the books.
I want my life back.
I want to make friends.

I keep talking over with myself, why do I try so hard for someone who hardly trys? well, although that's love on my part, maybe not on the other end.

I don't want to try to keep up, and try to stay someone's choice by doing things i don't want to do. I want to be myself, and have someone adore that. I want to feel that maybe what I need is a good friend. I want that for myself. I just need someone dependable, who will love me, and and respect me, and we'll be golden. I promise, I'm a good friend.