well i have that feeling right now, and its not feeling too hott.
in two months time, i will be packing up my life i have made here and moving away. i will be starting fresh and starting new. something i have had to do all my life, but it has never affected me this much before.
it might be because of the amazing boyfriend i have, the amazing family i live with, the most amazing best friends i could ever ask for, or simply the fact that i love this place i live.
i mean i hate the drama, the gossip, the different groups, and i hate the bench bitches, but i mean, every town has those right? every town will break you down no matter where you are, and wait to see if you will pick yourself back up and become stronger from the fall.
every town will watch you fail, and will wait for you to succeed. i am succeeded by moving away, going to school, having my own place, and leaving all my baggage behind.
my friends will follow me whenever i go, my family will always have my back, and writing will always cure my pain.
i can do this, and i can leave and be happy.
i will just have to deal with being homesick daily now.
but no matter what, i know i will be able to do this, i have gone through so much,
that i need to get through this.
i will succeed, and show everyone that doesnt think i can do it, that i can.
