words are beautiful but restricted.
all of my friends, every single one of them and now my boyfriend are all hundreds of miles away from me. I feel so insanely alone. please let time pass quickly, I just want to go home. thankful to still have my mom within feet of me.
I’m moving back to california in a few months. I’ll have been in portland for over a year. this city may be for some people, but it wasn’t for me. unfortunately I’ve a string of bad luck over the last few months ending with a car accident yesterday morning. I hit a patch of ice and spun out, smashed into a wall… my car is totaled. as much as I hated living in california, it’s home. I lived there 22 years, it’s where my friends are, where my life is and where disneyland is (totally serious.). I’d like to travel and see more of the world, but I don’t think I’m ready to settle down anywhere. I can’t wait to get out of here.
