I'm tired.

I'm tired of holding on to a part of me that is over. I'm tired of my friends giving me shit for holding on-- you try letting go. I''m tired of drama. I'm tired of not being able to sleep on my stomach. I'm tired of slacking off. I'm tired of missing the play. I'm tired (already) of Jewish American Princesses. I'm tired of everyone fretting little things in their lives. I'm tired of swooning, and everyone else swooning over the opposite sex. I'm tired of being sour when I see couples kissing. I'm tired of being sour when I see couples, period. I'm tired of not being 100% happy for my friends who are happy.

Why do I feel like I'm going to cry? Why do I care what people think? Who really is going to make me happy? Them, or me? Why do things have to change? Can we just go back to -- idk -- 3rd grade? SO much less drama. I'm going to go to my cave for a while. Anyone who needs an escape from the world can join. There's plenty of room.