It's four am. And I can't sleep. Again. Only this time I'm posting.
Sometimes I want to just start completely over and never, ever see anyone I know now again.
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This place is too big for me. None of this means anything and won't make sense so I'll just stick to song lyrics.
A new song... only half the lyrics are relevant to this feeling.
Build a fire a thousand miles away ( Read more... )
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This place is too big for me. None of this means anything and won't make sense so I'll just stick to song lyrics.
A new song... only half the lyrics are relevant to this feeling.
Build a fire a thousand miles away ( Read more... )
Yes, yes I did. College was just a chance to try and fail at fitting in all over again. Been there, done that, four times over, give or take a few. College was just a step up, and I had really no intentions of doing anything but learning.
You made friends and stuff...
Yes, yes I did. It's those friends and the community I was finding that I miss. Why? Because coming back here is like regressing. There I felt like I was growing up. Here I feel like I'm growing down, back into high school. I'm working at a movie theater for chrissakes.
You CHOSE to hold onto the life that is what you left in Tampa. You could've left that behind 100% with the exception of your family!
I disagree with you here. Because I think there were somethings I did not specifically CHOOSE to hold onto, as you so aptly point out. Sure, there were some I chose to hold on to, some I chose to let go off, and then there were a lot more things that chose to hold on to me. Who ever said I didn't want to leave my family behind and go to school seven hundred miles away?
So sometimes it sucks. I stopped saying "it sucks" when I was 13. Because after the last move to Florida, nothing could ever suck more than that one. Maybe I am still even bitter about it. Who knows. It does not change the fact that there are intense hours and days and weeks where I don't still feel like packing up and just ... going... I've been playing at that game since I was five.
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I can relate... I came back after 4 years...
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