average everyday sane psycho

 
I don't know what I'm feeling right now.

I feel like someone is going to come along and tell me the right things to do.
 
People are so confusing- I even confuse myself most of the time.  It's just that I don't understand people's motives behind doing what they do.
 
I'm slightly depressed/not really.  I can't let myself be depressed over other lives because that doesn't get me anywhere good.
 
I don't know what going on with this color thing or why I'm using so much pink.
 
SHAZAM!
 
All of this crazinessssss..  who am I going to talk to now that Lauren will be gone for a month?! 
 
The thing about making a friend is that they must have a want for a friend as well.  Almost all of the people I know have enough friends or a group of them and they have no need for an average everyday sane psycho such as myself.
 
I don't want the confines of a group, a clique.  I never want to be that.  I don't like feeling tied down when I desperately need to fly away.
 
I'm tired of putting myself out on the line for other people.  In the words of Albert, "I tire of chasing shadows."
 
I really want to make a zine.  I think it would be awesome.  Maybe that will be my project for the rest of the summer.  I will just sew my skirt, make a zine, work out, write letters, and paint until school commences.