i'm so glad to be here

Dec 09, 2008 23:16

Some lyrics to start this off:

Moist - Breathe

save, save me from this.
wandered around the town,
all the thousand things I might miss

and you think we'll suffer much
think we'll close our eyes
just to see the light pass us by

with tomorrow coming, hope that i don't let you down again
said i'm so glad to be here, does it mean a thing?
if only i could breathe what you breathe
if only i could see what you see

sit, we'll take our time, watching the flowers grow
all the friends you know say goodbye

and you, did you suffer much?
did you close your eyes just to see the night
rush on by?

gathered all around you, hope that we don't let you down again
i said i'm so glad to be here, does it mean a thing?
if only i could breathe what you breathe
if only i could see what you see
if only i could just believe a thing

this won't be the whole thing, because frankly i don't feel like diving too deep into these feelings right now. but this was an awful trip "home". if you take my awesome friends out of the picture, this is what you get:
- fighting a lot with my mom
- eating out almost all the time
- sitting around by yourself
- driving around, going past all the old haunted places, remembering all the old haunted faces
- crying..more than i have in a couple years.

Yeah, that was totally worth the trip. I guess that's what it comes down to it - almost everything out of this trip was awful. I haven't felt this awful since I was kicked out of my fucking house . And what for? For a few hours with friends? To re-assure myself that I am a good driver? You'll forgive me if I'm not exactly thrilled. To remember why I left Ajax, and tried to never look back? To realize there's nothing there left for me? That might be more like it. And you know what, I've brought that one on myself. On purpose. It's a lot easier to turn your back on something you have no ties to. And that's pretty evident, when me coming home for a few days doesn't mean a thing .

I'm going back to Ajax in a few weeks for a couple of days...but after that, I don't know if I'll ever want to go back again. I am more confident than ever before that you guys don't need, and that my family doesn't need me. My shoes have been filled, for the better, for good. It gives me the freedom to make my life whatever I want it to be. And thus, I must thank you, for forgetting me as thoroughly as I had forgotten myself. Let the dead lay, forever more.
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