I’m supposed to be this strong person moving back home who knows her plans and won’t break down as soon as her parents say no, but I have no idea who I am or wtf I want.
Everything is a lie. Everything is a boring dream like waste of space. 
I didn’t take anything with me. Just a couple of clothes I’m comfortable in. 
I don’t want to call for weed the minute i land. It’s a bottomless promise to better news that doesn’t happen. 
I can’t tell lie from truth so I don’t read at all or watch anything anymore. 
I ask Why all day everyday to everything.
Why is life is 

Lol and I’m supposed to get a job too haha 

I rather be anybody else on condition to stay ignorant of my own ignorance 

I don’t have plans 
I’m pretending I do because I have Julie to care for