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It didn't feel real, or different until I was dirving home alone... late, just me in the car. Sitting in the drives side, no one beside me telling me I was to close to the white line.
I guess it really is different now. Although it's not different at home because we were really only there to sleep, it is different. So much more of my time was spent driving home with her then anything else and it's strange.
It's time for all of us to move on and slowly we are... But that stupid thing called change is in the way yet again. More change. Nothing ever seems to stay the same for any given peroid of time.
Friendships are different, and strange. As much as I want to move forward and onward and go up something is calling me to stay where I am for now; just to be. I've spent so many years trying to change my friends, the way I live, my grades, the way I dress, the way I talk... I've been avoiding the changes that are taking place around me by always changing first. And now, as much as I'm trying to change something there isn't anything left to change, it's finally my turn to just be and let the world change around me and maybe that's all the change I need right now... or maybe i'm jsut running from something unatainable in my own eyes. But I just don't know right now.
I guess it really is different now. Although it's not different at home because we were really only there to sleep, it is different. So much more of my time was spent driving home with her then anything else and it's strange.
It's time for all of us to move on and slowly we are... But that stupid thing called change is in the way yet again. More change. Nothing ever seems to stay the same for any given peroid of time.
Friendships are different, and strange. As much as I want to move forward and onward and go up something is calling me to stay where I am for now; just to be. I've spent so many years trying to change my friends, the way I live, my grades, the way I dress, the way I talk... I've been avoiding the changes that are taking place around me by always changing first. And now, as much as I'm trying to change something there isn't anything left to change, it's finally my turn to just be and let the world change around me and maybe that's all the change I need right now... or maybe i'm jsut running from something unatainable in my own eyes. But I just don't know right now.