|Current music:||addicted - simple plan|
It's only when your by yourself for a period of time that you figure stuff out. So this will probaly be my last public entry for a long time.
I was staring at this picture I made last night when I figured it all out. It's not really surprising for me to come to this, I just really mean it this time.
I can't stand this house or this room or this damn city anymore, I really can't. I look around this place and there are to many memories here. First kiss, first wreck, first love, first everything. I just want to get away from it and these people that made them. I would be glad if we could stay on the account of having a roof over my head but I would also be glad to go on the account of not ever having to see some people again.
It's just that I've finally realized who I actualy consider my friends and who I don't.