October 26, 2012

Why don't you stay

Sometimes I wonder why it's so hard for me to leave, practical matters aside. Sure, I have no place to live and no money, but I've been in that situation before and left without looking back. I left Bonadio and her mother, then later I left my friends in the house we rented. How is this any different? All I have to do is leave. I can make new friends, right? I have a job now. Things are looking up. So why the hell would I want to stay here?

scullerymaid at 5:52 p.m.

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