Jul 18, 2006 01:11
so. this is what is happening.
I freaked out and realized im leaving an amazing boyfriend, awesome friends, a family, the house i've lived in my entire life, and a cute ass chihuahua, in less than 4 weeks. All for myself. So I could learn, grow, and be this big independent city woman or something. I always told myself I would never settle for a lousy job doing something that has nothing to do with who I am and what I want. I thought about how chicago could reallly test my strength, but now I'm starting to think that my strength is here. I know leaving is for the best, but it is going to be so fucking hard saying goodbye to my life the way it is right now. I quit taco time, no two weeks are anything. I have to start spending more time with you, before it is too late.
I dont know what we are going to do. I dont even know how to bring it up without getting all emotional. The gay black guys at the party said "ya just gotta make it work." and thats what I'm wishing(remember, I would rather put my faith in a well than in a god) will happen.
I can't get this panicky "time-is-running-out" feeling out of my head.
someone please stop the goddamn clocks.
please.