Dead ends. Dead friends. Different words. Same ending. I'm done. Time to reclaim some life. Sometimes moving on is better than moving away. Especially when its done while standing still. Still. Ends with ill. And I don't want to be.
I don't want to end. Be still. Or be ill. I'd rather be stupid & happy. Apparently that's the rage these days.
I'm just trying to split. And make dead ends meet.