all my life i have been telling myself that when i am old enough, i will get the hell out of this town, pack all my shit, and move to california. it's funny how you grow older and realize that no matter where you go, the "shit" is always going to be the same. i've got problems i can't run from, which are the worst kind of problems to begin with. who the fuck was i kidding? california isn't going to solve shit. i was kidding myself, making myself feel better for the moment. but now, now i know there isn't anything i can exactly "run away" from at all. i feel terrible, and i don't know how what to do. i've been spending a lot of time alone lately, and i don't know if that is a good thing or a bad thing. either way, it has lead me to realize life isn't half as peachy as i thought it was. i just need something to cheer me up, for once.
i
am
tired
of
feeling
drained
all
of
the
time.
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