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Things have been good.
The more I look at the situation- the more I realize this was never a bad thing.
She did me favor.
She was dragging me down.
I'm so much better than she made me.
So now it's time to do me again.
I'm going to be selfish.
I'm going to be rude.
Only because I'm sick of biting my tongue.
I'm not laying down for anyone anymore.
That's just the way it's going to be.
I'm not chasing you around anymore.
You can call me just as easily as I can call you.
There are so many people out there, and I'm sick of wasting my time on these people that really don't give a fuck.
I kept thinking...Maybe you would be something I'd be good at.
I know it's on your mind too.
But now is not the place or time.
And I'm so okay with that.
I still laugh the hardest with you.
I feel like I've let myself down having to move back home.
And I understand I'm not the only one to blame- but I never thought I'd have to come back.
I feel like I'm staring at a blank canvas.
I have so many options.
No limit to what I could do.
I just wish I could figure out what I wanted to do.
I still crave Chicago.
But Chicago isn't going anywhere.
I'm starting college.
How scary.
It's been three years since graduation.
I didn't think the time would go so fast.
But there it went.
I'm sorta just rambling now.
The more I look at the situation- the more I realize this was never a bad thing.
She did me favor.
She was dragging me down.
I'm so much better than she made me.
So now it's time to do me again.
I'm going to be selfish.
I'm going to be rude.
Only because I'm sick of biting my tongue.
I'm not laying down for anyone anymore.
That's just the way it's going to be.
I'm not chasing you around anymore.
You can call me just as easily as I can call you.
There are so many people out there, and I'm sick of wasting my time on these people that really don't give a fuck.
I kept thinking...Maybe you would be something I'd be good at.
I know it's on your mind too.
But now is not the place or time.
And I'm so okay with that.
I still laugh the hardest with you.
I feel like I've let myself down having to move back home.
And I understand I'm not the only one to blame- but I never thought I'd have to come back.
I feel like I'm staring at a blank canvas.
I have so many options.
No limit to what I could do.
I just wish I could figure out what I wanted to do.
I still crave Chicago.
But Chicago isn't going anywhere.
I'm starting college.
How scary.
It's been three years since graduation.
I didn't think the time would go so fast.
But there it went.
I'm sorta just rambling now.