A sudden shake to the world around me.. Glass walls quiver..

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. More Fuck.My mother is gonna flip if she comes home and I'm here and not in school.. But what good is going to school like this.. End result is I'd end up talking to the guidance counceler about my 'problems' if I went to school like this. Fuck that. I'm not wasting my time talking to someone who thinks they can make me feel any better.. The only thing that can make me feel better is 1600km away.. Far Far away.. And I don't feel like explaining that to anyone who doesn't understand already..The plunge.. It seems off course... Pull the string.. Panic strikes. No shoot is released..