So I'm trying to move, and yeah trying is the right word cause I'm not getting anywhere. My current job is ending in about a week and a half and in my mind I'm supposed to move right after that, but nothing is happening. I don't have a place to live ore bought a ticket, and I certainly haven't packed anything. I don't think my parents think I'm really moving, I'm not sure if I think I am. But I really want to. Just wish I knew if the others want to live with me, I know you said you want to but I don't know if I believe you. God I'm such a emo kid. Probably just need to buy a ticket and pack my bags and get down there. Grind my teeth and smile. I wish I had appreciated childhood more cause this is freaking difficult, ore I wish I had a childhood I could have appreciated. I keep thinking what is the worst that could happen, but can't come up with any answers. My mind is also going back to it's old ways instead of going forwards and I hate it, but have totally lost control over it. I'm just a visitor in my own body. Adulthood here I come.... hopefully.
2 comments:
I love the way you write. It is so real, so believable. I'm sorry youre feeling bad though. My advice is to believe the people who says they want to live with you, and trust theire decision. Hope everything works out for you.
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The reason it sounds real and believable is probably because it is real and how I feel. But thanks for the compliment anyway, though I would love to know who you are.
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