I have been much less aware of how soon I am moving away than others. I have a few things to do.
A guy I have been with is very upset. He begs me not to leave. What would I do if I stayed? He can’t expect me to stay for him though. He refuses to leave on a good note. We are alien to each other but there is some bizarre love there- perhaps born of our endless evenings into the oblivion; you gain a certain emotional equilibrium with a person when you spend days together on crack. Maybe its just the ease in which our lives meshed that makes it difficult for him to unglue, maybe he just knows that I am as good as it gets for people like him and can’t let it go.
It is so easy for me to just blow away with the breeze because I am so sure there is so much more for me. Once I get to the big city I know I will know just what to do.
(Source: lizsticks, via jjuunnkk)