Wasted time
I was having a blast. I did everything for me. I wasn’t destructive… But here I am outside a place where I should be having fun (and was originally)… Absolutely miserable. I’d kill this feeling if I could. Push it out of my brain so I didn’t have to suffer. Instead, it remains even when I think it’s done for. I’m gonna go back in and force myself to be happy, bc that’s the mask I wear tonight.
