longdistance.

i hate choices.

not everyday choices. those are great. i like choices like... green tee or hoodie and wifebeater? american eagle flats or jordans? latte and cream of wheat or yogurt and plums for breakfast? i mean, the hard ones. the ones that are all life-changing and monumental. like... fall in love or be stubborn? have a social life or get A's? care and cry or be apathetic and hurt quietly? those are the kinda choices that i stare at long and hard, thinking that the answer will pop into my head like it's been there the whole time. i hate those choices. i used to ask my daddy about almost all of my decisions. i used to ask him what he thought and what his take on stuff was and finally he told me that he wasn't gonna do that anymore.


i feel way too far away from everyone.


peace.