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What the fuck am I going to do with myself:
two more weeks
Look how small that is, look how miniscule and unimportant it seems. I realize now I have two more weeks, and compared to 10 months of living in a different country, on my own, fighting to survive on american money which is basically worth shite, two weeks seems like the smallest amount of time in the history of the world.
A fortnight and I have to say goodbye to all of this, to my friends, and my pseudo-boyfriend, and the experiences that I know I'll never have again.
It's the most heartbreaking thing I've ever had to prepare myself for. I know it's what has to be done - but trust me, if I could get away with it, I'd never come back.
two more weeks
Look how small that is, look how miniscule and unimportant it seems. I realize now I have two more weeks, and compared to 10 months of living in a different country, on my own, fighting to survive on american money which is basically worth shite, two weeks seems like the smallest amount of time in the history of the world.
A fortnight and I have to say goodbye to all of this, to my friends, and my pseudo-boyfriend, and the experiences that I know I'll never have again.
It's the most heartbreaking thing I've ever had to prepare myself for. I know it's what has to be done - but trust me, if I could get away with it, I'd never come back.