i wish i could write just like i use to, staying up till about 5 or so ranting about what happens daily and how this person and that person makes me feel.
but my life is different.
not bad at all.
its just different. things are different and people are different.
things change, people change. i want to write a book about it.
maybe its the music. maybe its the movies. maybe its the weather.
but they are changing.. slowly and noticeably. I miss ranting. Just about shit right.
Its the city. I'll blame it on that.
I'm getting my baby, and we are getting the fuck out of here.It will be good.. I've always dreamed of the bigger city.
I belong there, i always have. I'll see things I've never seen, meet people i've never met, go places i've never been, listen to music i've never heard, wear things i would have never dreamed of wearing.
The city is big, its different and its full of change, here i (we) come.
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