Am I a better person, when I'm not happy?

Peace and Safety

this was supposed to be simple.
I cannot fathom or comprehend how much I miss them.
It's hard letting go and adapting to the new world
when I'm going back twice a week.
I don't know.

I hate the judgemental things you say.
Just because people don't meet up to the bar you set,
doesn't mean they're not human.
so fuck you.
fuck you for thinking you're so fucking perfect.
so what if someone is fatter than you,
or louder than you,
or cannot sing as well as you.

stop it. stop fucking saying every fucking thing that comes to your mind.
Stop telling me these things as if I agree or condone it.

I don't care what you think of them.
I don't want to look at these 3 years and say.
I felt worthless, or
that I didn't have a chance to know my peers
because you didn't want to socialise with people
you felt weren't good enough for your standards.

it's supposed to be simple.

Starsky

I don't know.

It's getting annoying.

One year.

Again.

This class better be good.