I remember the days we used to share each other in our dreams. Now I take a shit at work everyday. I'm seriously done. Open road just got even more open for me. I pretty much have a job when I finish school. $50k+ commission, company car, international travel, & benefits. Yeah, thats probably what I'll do.

I tried too hard. I cared too much. Now I don't give a flying fuck. He had a lot of nothing to say. As do I. I don't even care what becomes of us anymore. I used to, but it honestly doesn't seem to be worth anything. It's like having a penny and thinking its a fucking dime. It's worth nothing; worthless.

I have my friends. I don't pretend anymore. I'm not like some people who desperately try to hold on way too long. I'm letting go and staying free.