There are times when I don’t know who I am. I’m floating in a sea of emptiness, searching for something I can’t understand. I try to call out but no words come to me, I try to reach out but I have no hands. I am nothing, there is nothing.
And then I wake up, the alarm blaring in my ear like some sort of emergency siren, telling me that something has gone wrong, and that I have to wake up and face the emergency. My life, my emergency, and that cruel joke they call high school.
Fuck. My. L