January 1970
I guess this is a real goodbye.
I’m sorry. forgive me.
I’m leaving...
no change.
everything is the same.
I’ll begin the change.
like always.
It takes a lot to phase me
i’m pretty stable
i’m pretty sane but..
i’m looking at my future
and, god, do i have to lose her?
we share conversations on
how we’re all just floating
through space and nothing matters
i’m looking for a pattern
is it possible to say
“baby, let’s run away to the east coast
or seattle
corpus or st. marcus”
i’ve got a...
nothing better
Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That your’re deserting for better company?
I can’t accept that it’s over…
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry
So just say how to make it right
And i swear i’ll do my best to comply
Tell me am i right to think that there...
kicked out.
move out.
19.
big city.
never will give up.
hi/bye LA/OC
I had a great time here even though I fell apart every night. nice seeing my friends from different cities. it’s was happiness..while it lasted.
found a school. found a job. found where to live. I have my friends. I miss you. I’m 19. I’ve been on my own for a while but always dependent. I want to be independent and help someone. I want to make something out of myself.
I want...
to you.
I am just a game.
just a little girl.
you don’t want me.
you just want to have me.
for your entertainment go speak to others.
you sure have before and got entertain.
yes this is how you express yourself.
so this is I was I tell myself.
hours of crying yet I came to only realize.
realize what I’m going to expect.
you don’t know what you want.
you only want what you...
when I wanted you forever, you were never there.
now that you want me, I am here, but are you wanting me forever.
so I began to take some steps back, some steps forward.
I’m moving.
let me go.