i'm in one of those moods were i don't want to see anyone i've met in the past three years ever again. i miss going home to parents and certainty and i miss being able to trust people. and i miss single friends, and being able to rely on people. and i'm mad at all the guys who are out right now who can't find time to write anymore. and i hate wintertime and i hate feeling lonely and i hate how my brain works. i just want to go home. i just want to leave.