All hail the heartbreaker.
"And i've become just like a terrible mess, searching the lines in my face for something more beautiful than is there. The crowds keep me coming back, cheering."
I feel like I'm falling behind in everything. You know that feeling when you're having a good conversation, even if it's just in thought in your head, and something interrupts you and you can't get back to where you were? Maybe you can't remember or maybe you just can't get back to the place you were before. I feel like that constantly, like I'm missing something that I had just a little bit ago, and I feel like I can get it back but it's just two steps ahead of me, and maybe I'll get there or maybe I'll just say fuck it, I'll find something new to talk about. My disclaimer, dare I bother, is that this isn't in reference to any part of life or any person at all. It's just the way I feel.
So anyway, I leave for California tomorrow. For a month..
"Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine. Made up my mind to make a new start, Going to california with an aching in my heart."
This summer has been great though.
first love. new friends. best friends.
