So it turns out I'm far too angry
Yeah, read the subject.
Houston is getting lamer and lamer every day. I'm trying my best to separate myself from people knowing they'll be gone in a couple months. I'd imagine a 900 mile drive would be best spent not tearing up.
It's going to be hard not living in Texas... well, Houston.
When I think of Texas the only things I can think of are briskit, clogged arteries and Christians submitting to Country as they do God. Perhaps that's just America as a whole, but I'd like to find out for myself.
When I think of Houston, I think of bike rides with friends through thick traffic and thicker air. I think of Rajas and Droobie's and Taco C and FNB. I think of bagel wars at two in the morning. I think of yelling at cars that try to hit me and laughing about it later. I think of the comforting frustration I get during basketball. I think Jeremy introducing me to awesome new bands I never remember the names to.
I think of how hurtful I'm getting. I'm bored. I'm destructive. I'm pessimistic.
I talk all the time about how the system will never change. We need to completely destroy to rebuild. How can I change the negativity in myself if I don't do the same. I need completely new everything.
I don't know why I think you guys would care about this and you shouldn't. I'm simply trying to prepare myself for an emotionally trying time I'm throwing myself into. I'm try to find comfort in this. I'm trying to tell myself it's all for the better. I'm trying to remind myself I need this. I'll set a date. August 3. That sounds good.
Honestly, this move couldn't come soon enough.
Houston is getting lamer and lamer every day. I'm trying my best to separate myself from people knowing they'll be gone in a couple months. I'd imagine a 900 mile drive would be best spent not tearing up.
It's going to be hard not living in Texas... well, Houston.
When I think of Texas the only things I can think of are briskit, clogged arteries and Christians submitting to Country as they do God. Perhaps that's just America as a whole, but I'd like to find out for myself.
When I think of Houston, I think of bike rides with friends through thick traffic and thicker air. I think of Rajas and Droobie's and Taco C and FNB. I think of bagel wars at two in the morning. I think of yelling at cars that try to hit me and laughing about it later. I think of the comforting frustration I get during basketball. I think Jeremy introducing me to awesome new bands I never remember the names to.
I think of how hurtful I'm getting. I'm bored. I'm destructive. I'm pessimistic.
I talk all the time about how the system will never change. We need to completely destroy to rebuild. How can I change the negativity in myself if I don't do the same. I need completely new everything.
I don't know why I think you guys would care about this and you shouldn't. I'm simply trying to prepare myself for an emotionally trying time I'm throwing myself into. I'm try to find comfort in this. I'm trying to tell myself it's all for the better. I'm trying to remind myself I need this. I'll set a date. August 3. That sounds good.
Honestly, this move couldn't come soon enough.