12 2 / 2012
Those moments when things just stop.
I was walking my dog the other day and all of a sudden I realised, I don’t know who I am anymore, and it made me wonder as to what I’m doing wrong, I can’t remember things like I used to.
I live in a different state now, and I do like it but i’m starting to miss the old friends I had, I’ve meet some crazy people living in brisbane, especially jake, that fucker is crazy.
I’m a tafe now doing a diploma of justice studies and some of the people in my class, I have gone up to and introduced myself, learnt their name then walked off and thought “what the fuck was their name again” and it shits me.
I don’t talk to the friends I have up here anymore and I don’t know why, I hardly talk to my parents unless its absolutly neccesary.
I don’t know who I am anymore, and it scares me.
