| Two years ago I was in Chicago for the first time. One year ago I was still in my 'one important relationship'.
I don't miss Pennsylvania anymore. I don't miss (slash actually sort of resent) cheesy relationship.
Things changed. I changed. But now the world seems stagnantly situated between good and bad, resting at a peaceful mediocre. I prefer this reality to my other two options, but I can't imagine what this will all be in another three hundred and sixty five days. I don't like ambiguity.
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| I like how no one updates these anymore.
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| New layout. I am creative.
And by creative, I mean generic.
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| Bitter, self-righteous, inadequate.
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| Remember that time I knew what feelings were?
Yeah, me neither. |
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