I am not where I am supposed to be.
And I mean that geographically. This town has never been right for me. I am a fish out of the ocean, a crayon in the wrong box.
How do you come to terms with something like this? Should I just bite the bullet and finish out my last two or so years here, or do I transfer to a golden city that is my destination? Practicality or happiness? Do I take the easy way out, or the way that would guarantee my freedom? And what would my family think? I've already spent enough money as it is. Or am I just in a really bad mood?
I have and have had a lot of issues with this town. I've never felt like I was at home here. It's the smell. The pathetic excuse for downtown life. The attitude. The people. The PEOPLE. It's as if I left my own hometown only to enter one exactly like it.
I have this awful tendency of cutting people out of my life once they betray my trust, no matter how minor the situation. It's okay, I can go to another person, friends are that disposable.
Sometimes, I really feel like I need regular therapy. This was pretty hateful.
26 September 2009
07 September 2009
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