Sep 07, 2006 13:29
You ever heard that song "The Natives" by hollywood undead? That kinda is stuck in my head. That song and "the World at Large" by modest mouse. That song explains my whole life actually. You should listen to it right now to understand this post.
I'm tired of being depressed, feeling like I have nowhere to call my own, and nowhere to call home. I'm sick of sleeping on my grandparents' couch and working at a shitty job. I'm tired of being alone because all my friends are at least 40 miles away. Majority of them are up in Redding. I hate to admit it, but I'm tired of the bay. The glamour wore off. Yes, I'll miss SF and Antioch dearly, but nothing can compare to having friends and all the memories I had back in 530.
I dunno how soon it'll be, but I'm going back up there. It's only 38.50 for a one-way ticket. Lacy's moving in with her relatives for 200-300 a month, so she's gonna ask if me and her can share the room and split the rent. It's out in CV, but I'll find a way to get work. If this goes through and I can move in with her, I'm probably gonna be gone in two weeks, when I get paid again.
I'll admit, I'm terrified. I have multiple choices on where to go, and in each one my future can change drastically, either for better or worse. And honestly I don't know what the right one is, but I'm going with my heart before I kill myself out of misery. I'm sorry to everyone else. I really am. It's just too much to stand anymore.