they locked the devil in the basement, threw god up into the air.
by b
i’m trying to find a place where i can be
living at home has so many advantages
and i am incredibly grateful for all the selfless things
my parents have done for me,
and will continue to do for me.
but i just don’t think i belong here.
and i don’t think i ever have.
not in this house.
not in this city.
not at this job.
maybe not even in this country.
and definitely not in this state of mind.
and i know how cheesy this is, but when i’m standing next to my lover
and he’s got his arm wrapped around me
and my head finds its perfect little nook under his chin…
*sigh* that’s where i feel i belong.
so baby, i’m holding on tight because i know we’re going places.
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EDIT: sometimes, i just have to laugh at myself.
when did i become THAT girl?
ten thousand stones 
i understand what you mean, or at least, i understand what i think you mean. i never realized how truly unhappy i was in arizona/america until i left. i always thought i was just an unhappy person. but i was wrong, i simply didnt belong. you wouldnt recognize me, b. ive never smiled so much.
and sometimes, becoming THAT girl is what it takes to heal. im happy for you!
your blogs are teasingly vague, and i would love to know more. email date??
i believe it. i look at your pictures on facebook and i say, who is that girl? but that’s part of growth, i’m completely different than the bff you had in high school, and i couldn’t feel better about it 🙂
email date…i’d LOVE to! when’s good for you? maybe sunday afternoon/evening?
sorry, i missed our date! the internet at my place has been horrendous. would you be free for an email date this sunday?? im free pretty much all day or night, so with the time difference, just choose what works best for you.
can you believe its been a year now since i saw you last?? so much can change. we’ll be twenty two soon. i want to see how twenty one ended up treating you.