Mood: Okay. So.
iTunes: Babies of the 80's - Something Corporate
It's been a long, emotional, freaking retarded day. And now I'm sitting here...it's midnight. I'm applying for college. I have this burning desire to see Seattle in all it's nighttime glory again, and I want to walk and feel the cement and be cold and awake and happy and creative again. And I want to see something new, and I want to see something no one's ever seen before, and I want to be alone, and I'm scared to be alone at the same time. I want Mexican food. I also have an intense craving for tandoori chicken, but butter chicken would fill the hole. Orange chicken would too, for that matter.
I want to go to bed, and finish this stupid application in the morning. I want to go to Egypt, and Montana, and Portland, and Oceanside, and I don't want to see Everett anymore. I want to drive somewhere far away and start almost completely over again.
And none of this is an option.
But I can pretend...?
-megan.
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its almost insane how alike we think. except for the tandoori chicken... ew.
things change, people change (and at the same time they dont), everett has a death grip on people, but once you break free... you are free forever. atleast that what im told.
i love you (and thats one thing that wont change!)
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