This town is for the birds
And so there comes a time in every slacker's life where one needs to, "straighten up, and act right." Whatever the fuck that's supposed to mean. Although I understand the need to act responsibly, I barely see the need to act responsibly towards anyone but myself. Maybe that's what's gotten me where I am now... dirt fucking poor and my obligations are razzing me. The last thing I need is another lecture... I'm fucking twenty-two, I don' want to fucking hear it. I just wish those I love weren't so dependent on me. I never promised myself, obligated myself... just a victim of circumstance that I can't escape unless I change - and apparently, change everything about me. Maybe not everything, but that's how it feels. Tomorrow I'm leaving town for a while... going to spend some time in the sticks with the family... which I'm looking forward to, I guess.
Nobody is really discussing the events of the past week and it's driving me nuts. I know we can't change anything that happened, no one knew, no one is to blame... but that's what leads to events like that - not opening up and segregating yourself from your family... the ones supposed to always be there.
Nobody is really discussing the events of the past week and it's driving me nuts. I know we can't change anything that happened, no one knew, no one is to blame... but that's what leads to events like that - not opening up and segregating yourself from your family... the ones supposed to always be there.