I memorized all the words for you
so..
Here it is.. 2007. Its almost 19 days til my birthday in which I'll be 20 years old.
What do I have to show for 2 decades worth of life?
Last night I layed in bed for at least a half an hour thinking about..
I don't have much left..
THE WAY I SEE THINGS
I should be in a realtionship, holding down a decent job, or at least finishing college, and maybe living completely on my own.
The only thing I've achieved in 20 years of life, is making two VERY big descions in my life.
Leaving California and moving to Florida.
It was easy for me to run away to California.. It was hard to do anything there.. and leaving helped motivate me to do something. I didn't give up. I did what I had to.
Moving to Florida was something I had to do.
I couldn't drive. I couldn't work. I couldn't move out on my own.
I now pay rent, bills, and have a part-time job making $350 twice a month. It's not much, but it gets me by.
My life.. is wonderful right now.
It's so fucking perfect.
Except I am alone.
I have Steph and Olivia..
but i can't cry to them about all my problems.
I can't share my life with them.
I want someone there.
to fucking care about me.
I tried.. and it failed.
like always.
I don't regret anything in my 20 years, because i wouldn't be here.
I just don't want to be alone anymore.
Here it is.. 2007. Its almost 19 days til my birthday in which I'll be 20 years old.
What do I have to show for 2 decades worth of life?
Last night I layed in bed for at least a half an hour thinking about..
I don't have much left..
THE WAY I SEE THINGS
I should be in a realtionship, holding down a decent job, or at least finishing college, and maybe living completely on my own.
The only thing I've achieved in 20 years of life, is making two VERY big descions in my life.
Leaving California and moving to Florida.
It was easy for me to run away to California.. It was hard to do anything there.. and leaving helped motivate me to do something. I didn't give up. I did what I had to.
Moving to Florida was something I had to do.
I couldn't drive. I couldn't work. I couldn't move out on my own.
I now pay rent, bills, and have a part-time job making $350 twice a month. It's not much, but it gets me by.
My life.. is wonderful right now.
It's so fucking perfect.
Except I am alone.
I have Steph and Olivia..
but i can't cry to them about all my problems.
I can't share my life with them.
I want someone there.
to fucking care about me.
I tried.. and it failed.
like always.
I don't regret anything in my 20 years, because i wouldn't be here.
I just don't want to be alone anymore.