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Fuck this. I'm moving on, moving out, moving somewhere and making myself happy for once. This is not what I want. I still don't know what I want, in general, but it sure as shit isn't this. I have had enough of sitting around and pondering what I can do to make the days pass by quicker, to make the time between us faster so the distance between us could be further. All anybody in this town does is sit on there asses and dream of a better life. I am going to make my life better, right now, by skipping a few well placed steps and getting rid of you. I have never been more bored in my life. Everything is commonplace, rhythmic - a kind of ceaseless drum that pounds into me, reminding me that nothing will change if I don't move. Just move.