stay for breakfast

i want to be a teacher

To all my friends and family that went to college , could you possibly tell me more about it?

How did it feel to make friends from other states both chasing dreams at 1am after long hours of crying over finals.

Or to be asked out on a date by a boy in your class and maybe he broke your heart but midterms felt a little less lonely around that time.

Vodka shots maybe? Did they taste better hidden in dorm rooms while laughter spilled out the window into the night with your roommate.

Did it feel as lonely as your bedroom back home at times? However, I imagine that coffee shop around the corner made it feel better.

Did stacks of homework weigh you down?
Or maybe all the reading flooded your brain so much that your eyes watered.

Tell me more , because I chose to stay home. I was afraid to be anything more than sad with a degree in depression.

I really didn't think I'd live past 21 so I gave up before application deadlines that fall.

I did drugs in my car and drank alcohol at somewhat strangers houses , I mean we went to high school together but I don't know them.

Let me paint my "what would have beens" with your stories.