I’m a heartless rambler with a soul.
Another night alone. I think I’m okay with it. I feel as if I am the only one, though. Alone that is… Everyone is off celebrating. Fireworks, food, family, and friends. I get paranoid when I’m all alone. I can hear the fireworks going off and it scares me with every blast. I’m watching Eagle Eye. Shia LeBeouf is a gorgeous man. I’ve thought so ever since Even Stevens. I’m high and rambling. I wish I could go on an adventure. I mean, I could. I don’t know why I’m wishing. I have nothing tying me down. No love or real job. That’s just sad. I’m 22 years old. Why does my life lack.. well, just lack. I have a problem with letting go. I should walk outside. It feels great out there. I wish summer would always feel this way. I wouldn’t mind living here if it always felt this way. Well, weather wise. I’m inlove. Sad, pathetic love. I’m going to watch the fireworks.