Clichés.

I've managed to make a mess of things in my last year of college.

Isn't that supposed to be some sort of cliché for high school?

Some things have blown over and some things are still raw.

Mmm time for self-reinvention... again.

Looking at things in another way, what else could possibly go wrong at this point? I'm already used to everything that has happened and I already have people who like me for who I am.

I kind of want to go out and make bad decisions.

Boys, booze, and cigs... a recipe for disaster.

Maybe I'll think about it before I actually do anything. Hmm...