Future is a scary word for me. You know how I’m supposed to be my biggest critic? It’s not like that. I’m fairly optimistic about my future, while my family seems to think I’ll fail. I hate it. I’ll prove them wrong, though. Just watch me.

If you think about it, life is pointless. I want to be like Gandhi or somebody like that, but I’m not. Nobody is going to remember me or quote me in text books. Plus it’s just going to break my heart when it’s over. But I guess the unknown is pretty cool. Maybe I’m doing it wrong.

I just want to put everybody I like in my car and drive so that we never have to be apart. I’m such a free spirit, but society just fucks me over on that. I have to go to college and get a job when I really just want to make people happy. I’d give anything to help somebody I love.

I love a lot of people. Even though I shouldn’t. It just hurts me. But oh well. I can’t really help it. If I could, I would just chill outside naked with my friends all day. I’m not into drugs or alcohol. Just peace, happiness, and love. It’s that simple in my mind. Maybe I need to stop listening to the Beatles and wake up to reality. Or not.

“Penny Lane is in my ears and in my heart.” -The Beatles