I miss doing art

I miss my mom

I miss traveling

I miss doing warped tour. yeah, I said it

I miss teaching dance

I miss acting

I miss my dog

I miss having a social life

welcome to my sob story. excuse me while I sit in my in my self pity and wonder why the fuck I gave up my old life. I hate growing up. I have no time for anything anymore, I am now living to work instead of working to live. and there is something definitely wrong with that.