jopoppins

welcome to the fuckin new year.

same shit.
same days.
nothing is different.

i feel like i am trapped,
in a bad teenage novel about finding yourself.

where am i?
i'm still fuckin' here.

all i want to do is get away.

but most of all i'm bored!!!!!!!

i took my eyebrow ring out yesterday.
i just looked in the mirror,
and couldn't stand to look at it any more.

recently i find myself saying the same thing about my face,
but that is much harder to "take out"

i love life...
why won't it love me back?