leftovers.

all the things i dont write because i dont know how to spell the words....

i wonder what i could say.

in other news i saw a kid walking down the street today...

wandering.

new.

i should have said hi.

im always too nervous.

now i feel guilty.

he was probably nervous.

we could have made him feel better.

we could have shown him this is a lovely place to live.

but we didnt.

we kept walking.

my friends want me to go to a party in the city.

i want to stay in bed for now.

it's not personal...

i'd love to see them...

but my nerves are shot...

and my stomach is weak...

and im just so tired...

and i hate everyone that will be there...

and i hate the city...

but i'll meet them at the pub if they find their way there...

i wish i wanted to go.

i really do.