if i could chose anything, anywhere for my life to go right now, i know where it would go. i would move to seattle, washington. i know, i know, i know. 'you only love it there because of your boyfriend', but you're wrong. something about that city is calling me, and it might be years before i finally get to call it my home, but i want to. i want to so badly.
these thoughts need to get out somewhere besides a blog, but a journal, or a blog, or writing is the only form of release that i have until he gets home.
i'm lonely, and this is unedited. that is what this entire thing is about, not editing, not being afraid, or more so, not caring.