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Sometimes things get so complicated that you just feel like giving up. And not only giving up on those things, but on everything in general. What are we going for here? What do we honestly think we're going to achieve in the end? I'm always so quick to dish out advice to those seeking it. So quick to lecture them and tell them how they should be feeling, and most of the time those people are happy with what I tell them. The problem is, I can never take my own advice because half the things I say to people I don't honestly believe myself. I just tell people what they want to hear, what I think they need to hear. I'm going home Thursday, but most of me truely wants to stay here. As much as I love West Palm, things are getting so complex there its no longer my get away city. Things are so simple in Orlando, when before I thought the complete opposite. School, dating, friends, no one to miss- no one to love. As harsh as that sounds, not wanting any one to love, its true. Love gets in the way of everything. It latches on to you like a noose around your throat and the only way to get through it is to jump off the scaffolding and hang there. But even then, in the end, you're still dead.