tougher than i thought

it is tougher than i thought. this whole like staying home and writing a paper thing. it's a shitty day so i don't want to go outside, and i am definately enjoying having the house to myself. it is 60 degrees though. the rain melts me, or atleast makes my hair gross.

my eyes are foggy and my hair smells nice. i dressed for the spring today but couldn't bring myself to put real pants on yet.

i want someone to tell him "hey man, you had her, but you gave it up."