FrostIsSilent

A few days into adulthood and I'm already realizing the changes that are going to happen when August comes. School will start, but not in the same place I've been, not somewhere I know can't break me down anymore than it already had, where I have so many memories of stupid things I've done or fun things I've seen. I'll be two hours away from home, with no one I know because I move in at least five days before my roommates. I'll be at a new band camp where I have no idea if I'll even make friends or get along because I haven't played the piccolo since my freshman year in high school. And the reason I stopped playing it then and changed to tr

These last few months have been the best in my life. I can't believe its only been three, as of a few days ago. I remember the first time I saw you, At a stupid activity night held every Saturday that I was getting too old for. It was Saint Patrick's day, And you were all decked out in green, From head to toe. I remember that first time talking to you, You were so freaking cute, The way you acted all dorky and fun and loud, Just like you are now. I remember the night I first got your number, And we talked the entire time I was in a restaurant with my family. Sure, The years between then and now weren't the best, But my favor

I'm fine some days, not so fine others. It's not how it was when I was younger and stupider, Though I'm still pretty young and stupid now. I'm just.. Tired. Tired of being forced into things, Tired of people being annoying and bothering me every few hours asking if I'm okay. Yes, I'm okay. I'm actually just fine, But you're making me so angry that I literally can't talk to you without wanting to punch something. I just want something different. That's why I have a new friend, And getting closer to another person. They're fun, They're different from the normal people I'm around. But most of all, They don't know me well. Sure,