zSaturday Night Dead

My mom hasn’t come home or tried to talk to me for almost 24 hours, which is disconcerting. I spent most of my day reading Lolita, sleeping, and going on Tumblr. But then I decided to be an active member of my school, so I walked to my high school to watch the football game, though it was pitch-dark outside and I didn’t know if any of my friends were there. I considered smoking on the way there, but figured it would be too risky. Anyway, I found myself at the front of the school with no interest whatsoever in watching the game. I turned around, and began walking back home, but decided instead to sit down on an island-like strip of grass at a calm intersection. It’s cold and serene and wonderfully as me feeling wonderfully in touch with nature, as there are trees, flowers, and crickets all around. It’s also almost humorous because whenever a car drives past, they slow down once their headlights reach me, and the speed off as if I’m some rabid animal or scary movie character.
I don’t want to drink or blaze, there’s nothing to eat, and I’m bored of everything I’ve been doing. None of my friends are available, and even if they were Im not sure I’m in the mood to be with any of them. I need an introspective friend that I can discuss life, literature, and theories with. But all my friends are either too smart, too unknowledgable, or too uninterested. I think I’ll just go home and lie down on my floor and listen to some sad vinyl while attempting to cry my problems away.
Peace, lovas.

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