I am a young brilliant confused soul, wanting to suck the marrow out of life.
Who are you?
You can’t have a real job acting like that.
What are are gonna do when you move out?
You’re not ready.
Am I wrong?
What’s it gonna take for you to get it?
So I’m just not supposed to say anything?
It’s not ok
Is that ok to you?
Get it together
I’m sick of this shit
You need to prioritize
You spend too much time
That time you spent coulda been spent
You say you’re changing but I don’t see it
You say you know but you don’t do anything about it