i don’t even know how i’m the same person as i was then
i moved here to start a new life
so full of excitement and joy and motivation
everything was new and i loved it
i was confident
i was getting everything i ever wanted
why am i giving that up
why am i giving up on myself
why am i letting myself get so scared that i run back to mommy and daddy
do i really want this
the days i do but the nights i don’t
i’m up crying every night
i feel so stupid
i want to say it’s not that deep
but why am i leaving
i think i’ve just learned more
living here isn’t what i thought it was
and that fucking sucks
or maybe i’m just not ready
and i have some work to do
i want to put that work in
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