“I’m completely alone at a table of friends
I feel nothing for them. I feel nothing, nothing.”

i hate to admit it but this is true. at school i sit with my “friends” but i feel so apart from them. i’m alone and i don’t know why. GAH! what’s wrong with me.

“But the night rolls around and it all starts making sense
There is no right way or wrong way, you just have to live
And so I do what I do and at least I exist
What could mean more than this?
What would mean more?
Mean more?

So far it hasn’t started making sense for me. but at least i exist right?

my nose is numb…