I don't want to feel dependent on anyone, I want nothing to do with eighty percent of the people in my life. I want to pack up my things and move to the city, I want to be done with all the pettiness this place has to offer. I have spent so much time tip-toeing around people and walking on egg shells for the sake of their (in)sanity. It kills me that I wasted so much time on people the never deserved to be my friend in the first place. I can't wait for what tomorrow has to bring. I am so happy to wake up without this overwhelming feeling of other peoples' problems in my head. We had a good go, but it's not me it's you.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Fitz and the Dizzyspells
Labels:
andrew bird,
being happy,
goodbyes,
greg laswell,
not caring,
not giving a fuck,
refuse
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