Sometimes it would be nice to just start over new.
Go to a place where nobody knows me and I can be whoever I want to be. Well, I can always be whoever I want to be... but just to meet new people. I get sick of them too quickly. This place isn't fun. I want friends who will go streaking with me at 3am and friends that will drive up PCH with me until we find the perfect place to go skinny-dipping. I want chaos, a whole lot of something. Because, quite frankly, I'm getting sick of all this nothing. It's my high school years, and all I want is to have fun. I want to meet some crazy people who aren't bitches or intoxicated, but are still able to keep up with me. I want to dance on top of hills with them in the middle of the night and go exploring the city streets with them amid the daylight. I want to get dolled up and have some place to go that will make it worth while for me to spend time getting ready. I want a clan of girls and boys so chill, we do the unthinkable together. I want friends who, after a long crazy night, won't mind getting up for church with me on a Sunday morning. Too much to ask? I don't think so, I had it all before. But it gets ripped away so easily and it's difficult to piece back together. I want some balance in my life, because my triangle legs aren't parallel to each other as of late. Give me some people who might be crazy but can hold onto their morals, who can party with me all night after we're done partying with my family, who can value our friendship to the deepest extent, who can try new things with no inhibitions, and who aren't afraid to just stop and sit while it's all happening.
I hope I can get out of here soon, along with everyone I love. Because moving in with my dad isn't enough; I'd miss my mom too much.