Rest your pretty head, Glamour Queen.

Only so many years under my belt and i already have doubts about this whole thing. i want to find it all out now. where am i going to end up? who am i going to end up with? and why is this so hard? so hard to just be and let be. i want to wear a mask all the time. i never want to leave my room again. i want to move far far away and cut off all ties with the outside world. i want to walk around a city alone at night and just watch life unfold. i dont think we take time to do that enough. we get to caught up in ourselves rather than the lives we live. the people i admire most are the people who think they know who they are. i hope no one catches on to me. im making a break for it.