I'm jealous of the headlights cause they're all that clings to you.

Oh what you want, what you need, what you should have- they're all different things. We NEVER want what keeps us sane or grounded or even just okay, we need to travel across the world to look for something we don't know we want.
Joanne left today. The last of the leaving. For now, anyways, who knows what will happen next week? I can count on one hand the people who haven't left - I mean REALLY left- and it still makes me sad. Can't stop now, tell me how does it feel?
So we run around doing things in hopes of filling whatever hole we think we have inside ourselves. Feel lonely? Become a fucking backseat debutante. Feel stupid? Don't eat, don't sleep, get yourself addicted to caffeine pills and then throw a goddamn fit when you get a ninety five instead of a hundred. Feel poor? Same as above. Forego friends, family, living. Just get what you want. Everyone's lonely, so everyone fucks around and tells themselves that everyone does it so it must be okay.
What about the ones that LOOK perfect on the outside, that have all the accessories? You know.. The expensive jeans, the gorgeous hair, the pretty face, perfect wardrobe, nice cell phone, laptop, and "tons" of friends?
They may be wearing long sleeves for a reason. Lonely comes in so many packages and the worst kind is when you think you aren't and suddenly find out just how very lonely you truly are.