im back. for now.
i have been seriously neglecting my live journal over the past few months.
i come running back to it because i need to talk, and have no one listen. haha.
its just one of those times where i feel like i have no one to go to, so ill just type to myself i suppose.
ive been living in los angeles since september 2nd.
i never thought i would miss the shit hole i called home for 17 years.
but yeah. i do. i miss things being familiar. i miss the fact that i had some friends to call and go to. as sad as it sounds, i fucking miss my mommy and daddy.
i didnt move alone though. i had my best friend and an amazing boy i thought i would soon be able to call my own. i thought i would make new friends and have a life a little more exciting than that of atascadero.
so far, no good. i have like 4 friends here and it costs money to do anything entertaining.
the boy i was so anxiously awaiting has completely let me down. who says they are falling in love with you, and two weeks later wants to move out of the state, possibly country? yeah talk about breakin my heart...again. oh well. heartache is something you get used to, makes you stronger i suppose. i cant fight it, there is no point.
im over this place. my heart wants to go home. my head wont let me.
i wish i had some fucking friends here.
i come running back to it because i need to talk, and have no one listen. haha.
its just one of those times where i feel like i have no one to go to, so ill just type to myself i suppose.
ive been living in los angeles since september 2nd.
i never thought i would miss the shit hole i called home for 17 years.
but yeah. i do. i miss things being familiar. i miss the fact that i had some friends to call and go to. as sad as it sounds, i fucking miss my mommy and daddy.
i didnt move alone though. i had my best friend and an amazing boy i thought i would soon be able to call my own. i thought i would make new friends and have a life a little more exciting than that of atascadero.
so far, no good. i have like 4 friends here and it costs money to do anything entertaining.
the boy i was so anxiously awaiting has completely let me down. who says they are falling in love with you, and two weeks later wants to move out of the state, possibly country? yeah talk about breakin my heart...again. oh well. heartache is something you get used to, makes you stronger i suppose. i cant fight it, there is no point.
im over this place. my heart wants to go home. my head wont let me.
i wish i had some fucking friends here.