blasted thoughts.

it's okay.
call me olivia goodsport,
what does it really matter anyway?
we all are just dust in the wind, and
i have my guitar to make me happy.

but on the other hand..
i wish that school was winding down,
slowing down
i wish that it was already summer,
i wish that i could see him again,
i wish that i didn't like you.
wait,
i thought i didn't?
i hate these subjective feelings.
whyyy georgia whyyy?
You know what?
Fuck you, and your untouchable face.
yeah.
that's what i feel.
please let me breakdown.

oh, calm.
gravity.
nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky.
in my mind,
i hear all this music.
and it breaks my heart.
because they're in love.
they've been in love.

oh well.
she willlll be loved.
just not today.