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First We Take Manhattan

"When the end comes, I hope it’s as strange as that. I hope that the sky tears open and the world is washed with colors that we’ve never seen before."

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Sun Nov 15, 2009, 7:00 PM
When ever I see a plane I feel like I should be on it.

I've never been good at staying in one place for too long. I lived in the same house all my life and it didn't take all eighteen years to begin to feel locked in.

I find myself pacing when I sit in certain rooms too long.
I'll take showers just because it's some place different.
I hated school solely for the fact that I was literally trapped in a single building, and if I left I'd be punished.

Now I'm in the place I thought I always wanted to be. And after four months, I'm ready to leave again.

I left home four days after I graduated.

My original plan was to leave right after my graduation. Had it not been for the fourteen family members who came, I would have.

I didn't cry the morning I left. Everyone around me was crying, but I didn't. I felt guilty about that, and I still do.

I cry at children movies and I can't cry on the biggest move of my life?

But now I cry. I cry every time I think about biking. And about driving. And about waking up in the morning and seeing shadows on my wall of the trees in my backyard. I cry over the these minuscule details that didn't seem to matter all those years I told myself "I'm unhappy here."

I'm ready to go home. But I'm sure I won't stay there for long.

  • Mood: Eager

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thank you so much! (:
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you're welcome :sun:

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Thankyou graciously for the favourites again.
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you're welcome :bug:

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"I spend my lunch hours surrounded by people who apologize for every touch. So today I hugged a stranger, and a thousand lonely people rioted."
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You have been featured in my news article: [link] :star:
:iconloveyoutoo:
wow, thank you :heart:

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"I spend my lunch hours surrounded by people who apologize for every touch. So today I hugged a stranger, and a thousand lonely people rioted."
:iconthecatspyjamas:
Hey, thanks! Loving the LCA work. x
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my pleasure.
LCA :heart:

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thanks! (:
where are you ?
:iconphages:
hey, long time! how have you been?



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I've been pretty dandy.
It's been the worlds laziest summer and I'm totally okay with that.

How are youuuuu?

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