Currently Listening: The All-American Rejects - Dance Inside
Irony - an outcome of events contrary to what was, or might have been, expected.
It's ironic that we are at this position again.
It's ironic that I am stuck, confused, unsure, again.
It's ironic that I thought we had gotten over this, and everything.
I don't want to move again for the sole fact of missing my friends. I always "joke" about only having a handful of friends, but it's true. I don't like making new friends in new places every year, it gets old. I went to 3 different high school, met tons of people, and here I stand out of school with about 10 friends. I don't want to leave more people again, it's the worst feeling ever.
I hate feeling like we aren't doing enough to get out of whatever hole we are in. We try and try and try, and it just gets deeper. All we want to do is be happy. Since when is this so much to ask for?
This is the most miserable/happy I've ever been. I don't even have an emotion for all of this.
