I know what I want.

Now figuring out if it's attainable at all.

I swear,

on anything.

If this happens for me,

I don't know what to even say.

Can't even describe how happy I would be.

I just want to go home.

Something has to change.

The book collection keeps growing.

One day I will have a whole room for my books. A library.
With big overstuffed furniture. And blankets.
Where I can lock myself away from the noise.
And get lost.

I want to be lost right now. Maybe not alone lost...
Really really lost..

I know where I belong.

And it's not here anymore.

A little sad.

So they say a butterfly won't survive if it doesn't first struggle out of the cocoon.

Not trying to be poetic. It's actually really cheesy.

Let the struggles begin.

I'm not sure why I try to pretend like I don't know what I want ( Read more... )

Not long ago I made a list of everything I wanted.
Things I knew I would have to earn.

And I did that.
I earned all of them.

But now I feel like it's all changing.
I don't know what I want anymore.

Scratch that.
I want someone to tell me what to do.

Why can't something make sense ( Read more... )

Passed the licensure exam ( Read more... )

College graduate.

BSW

More letters later this week I hope.

Fingers crossed.

Plus I still have one minor assignment to finish.

And then it's even more anxiety as I start to job hunt.

I hate studying.
Honestly.

I gave up on you.

Hopefully I can just get away from here.

It might hurt for awhile but could be so beneficial.

So so so so so so so so so so close ( Read more... )

17

Runaway
city streets
drugs sex booze

Grandma
loves

Dad
angry

Mom
gone

Sex
strangers

coping
or not

Feelings

Locked up
no time
all the time

March 8th
story time