i am
*almost*
out of this town
and i can feel it
this town sucks
beyond all that could...
i want summer.
i want to go to the u.p.
to the cabins.
this time, it'll be
different.
i'm not crazy,
i'm just living.
i'm going to find that
huge field,
and i'm going to run through it.
i'm going to run through it,
until i'm out of breath.
until i've fulfilled my drive
to even do so in the first place.
that sounds like it would be awesome. i know the feeling you're talking about it. soon enough you'll be out.
ahh cool,i know you told me id get hooked and get sleeves eventually,and im commenting on this diary cuz your other one i cant get to
I had absolutely no fuckin clue you had 2 journals. That's just blasphemous!