January 2010
2 posts
the past
its hard to change and let go of the past when it’s all i’m surrounded by. i feel like living here is slowly stifling me.
i don’t think i’ll ever consider arcadia my full home. you know the saying home is where the heart is? my home is in pieces, sprinkled from canada to here, and my heart scattered along with it. the weird thing is, i’m perfectly fine with that.
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i hate this feeling of emptiness that occasionally consumes me. it makes me feel so helpless and lonely.