Adeline. Sophomore. I play clarinet, piano, guitar, bass, and I mix. I like music. Art. Gloving. Psychology. EDM. Writing. Procrastinating. Marching. Sharpies. The Internet. Unique bands. Reading. Video games. Old things. Pokemon. Spoken Word. Learning new music. Hoodies. Rain. Trippy things. Poetry. Waste your time here. Ask me anything.
Tell me what your worst fears are. I bet they look a lot like mine.
Tell me what you think about when you can’t fall asleep at night.
Tell me that you’re struggling. Tell me that you’re scared. No,
Tell me that you’re terrified of life. Tell me that it’s
Difficult to not think of death sometimes. Tell me how you lost.
Tell me how he left. Tell me how she left. Tell me how you lost
Everything that you had. Tell me that it isn’t ever coming back.
Tell me about God. Tell me about love. Tell me that it’s all
Of the above. Say you think of everything in fear. I bet
You’re not the only one does.
Everyone in the world comes at some point to suffering. I wonder
When I will. I wonder. Everyone is out searching for someone or
Something. I wonder what I’ll find. I wonder.
I am SUCH a fuck up. Tonight’s concert was terrible. I managed to screw up my incredibly easy solo. My playing was all over the place today. I can’t do anything right. I can’t think of anything I’ve accomplished, other than make things worse. I feel like sometimes I should quit band, since I drag everyone down. I don’t want to cause trouble. I have so many things due tomorrow and the dress rehearsal for the talent show is after school and I have absolutely nothing ready and I don’t feel motivated enough to do anything about it. I can’t practice. I just want to sleep forever.