i think i'll go mia.
Detention. Going to be so fun.
I'll not be contactable.
Like the way it should.
Figured out i'm alone anyway.
Sunday and i have nowhere to go.
When i want to go out theres nowhere to go.
When i want to be alone. There is never peace.
The irony tickles me.
The fact is that i'm so pathetic to make a solid decision.
The indecisiveness has being part of me.
i'm so unsure of what to do that i have to rely on others to confirm my assumptions, rather than the other way around.
I feel so useless.

Looks like the loneliness is slowly returning,
but the truth is,
it never left.