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do you remember back when we'd sing have heart at school and reminisce? then have heart broke up, and you left the school. now i don't listen to either anymore. i thought i was so past all of that. i thought i'd outgrown that kind of immature caring. but honestly, i started listening to have heart again on the bus today. first time all year. and now i miss the past, so bad. i even miss you, the old you. i miss the innocent simplicity, where everything was black and white, and you were either liked or hated. fuck, miss that black and white stage. i thought i knew everything. the world was mine, goddammit.

sometimes i think i know myself so well. but it's moments like this where i doubt every fucking thing. is conceding defeat a strength or a weakness? i feel so small, so tired. so insignificant and naive.


i wish people would stop interrupting my thoughts.