"And this is how it goes..." -Aimee Mann

I feel like everything is moving too fast. I keep having this recurring dream where there's a train, and I'm holding on to it for dear life because its moving so fast. I can't jump off it, because if I do, I'll die. I have to keep holding on.

I don't know what to do anymore. Sometimes, I wish that I could go back to being a senior in high school. I would tell myself back then to chill the fuck out, because its nothing compared to being a senior in college.

I really miss her sometimes. I want her to be here, so she can make everything ok. I would tell her my problems, and she would calm me down, like when I was little and mad at my parents, with a simple, "Its ok Bethy Lou. Everything is going to be ok." But is it? Is it going to be ok? I don't know sometimes.