overdramatic

i'll be moving on in exactly two weeks without a car and no good friends. ive done everything these towns have to offer and know that it'll be good for me. but fuck, i cant help but be overdramatic with phil collins blasting downstairs and a torrential downpour endlessly tapping on my window.

i'm just upset because i won't be as free as i planned. there is no escape from the restraints of peers and parents. in order to know exactly where i am at all times... my precious lesbaru will be left abandoned for the sake of my parents' sanity.

i have twenty fucking dollars to my name and a dent to pay off. i need change, i need security, and i need uppers.

i just miss how things used to be.