i wish everything i knew wasn’t slowly starting to fall apart; it’s all a guise that helps you misinterpret tragedy for fun, it feels like everything i know has started to replace the status quo (drugs, alcohol and partying) with boredom, angst and sadness, almost always in the most inopportune or confusing of times. i wish everyone i knew wasn’t starting to bore, annoy or piss me off. i wish i didn’t worry so much about what i can’t control. i wish i didn’t care so much about what other people do with their time. i wish i wasn’t in love with someone who doesn’t love me back in the same way. i wish i had some new friends and some new experiences, which was so easy to find last semester. i wish it was easier to find friends without having to go through the awkward acquaintance phase. i wish i was never bored or sad or apathetic. i wish i didn’t constantly overthink about everything and i wish i wasn’t stuck in a little piece of shit rut every other day contemplating every possible thing. i just wish things were simpler.