Insignificance.

Sometimes i have these days where everyone pisses me off.
Like, it just seems like everyone spends all there time talking about these stupid, inconsequensal things that are just... pointless.
Meaningless.
They're talking, but nothings being said.
Its like everyone's just so shallow and..
I don't know.
idontknowidontknowidontknow.
sometimes when im feeling contemplative i lay down in the middle of the floor in my room and look at the ceiling and think about life and dream and float.
But its getting harder now, becaue theres constantly that tight feeling in my chest from all the things i have to worry about.
theatre sports, exams, school, fighting, the fact that maggie doesnt love me.
the insignificant existance i live.
i worry too much. its stupid. and irritating. and it fucks up stuff.
please can i step into a Famous 5 story and spend days lazing around having picnics and saying jolly and oh blow?