Sometimes, a city's name is more than enough to bring up bad memories. I want to escape this city and go somewhere that won't remind me in any way of people I'd rather not see. Unfortunately, my head contains enough to satiate my memory for years to come.
The crazy thing is, the city in question (Lakewood) has also been the site of some of my more fun times, and is the home to two really good friends of mine.
Its amazing how tempting it is to pull in a driveway and hope to see her, even if she hates you.
It hurts a lot more than it should (its been three years for christ's sake), partly because I don't talk to a lot of people about it. Even in the absence of it coming up as a topic of conversation, it still lingers there, taunting me about my mistakes.
Skeletons in the closet are more than enough to keep one awake at night.
The crazy thing is, the city in question (Lakewood) has also been the site of some of my more fun times, and is the home to two really good friends of mine.
Its amazing how tempting it is to pull in a driveway and hope to see her, even if she hates you.
It hurts a lot more than it should (its been three years for christ's sake), partly because I don't talk to a lot of people about it. Even in the absence of it coming up as a topic of conversation, it still lingers there, taunting me about my mistakes.
Skeletons in the closet are more than enough to keep one awake at night.
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lillithvain:
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stirfry:
welcome to SGOHIO. 