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this summer has totally fucking confused me.
i no longer know what the fuck i want out of anything. on one hand yes i want to go to school and yes i want to be in san francisco, and on the other its like dude everyone i love is here, friendships that started in fucking kindergarten, family, and new relationships, none of which i really feel like leaving....
i really wish i could be this age forever and just fuck around at longs goofing off, occaisionly working, and being happy with that and not really wanting anything more...
by not going back to san francisco am i actually doing something good for myself or am i really just delaying the inevitable reality of growing up. i never really thought growing up would have to hurt so much.
what the fuck am i gonna do?
i no longer know what the fuck i want out of anything. on one hand yes i want to go to school and yes i want to be in san francisco, and on the other its like dude everyone i love is here, friendships that started in fucking kindergarten, family, and new relationships, none of which i really feel like leaving....
i really wish i could be this age forever and just fuck around at longs goofing off, occaisionly working, and being happy with that and not really wanting anything more...
by not going back to san francisco am i actually doing something good for myself or am i really just delaying the inevitable reality of growing up. i never really thought growing up would have to hurt so much.
what the fuck am i gonna do?