Story time~
Jul. 21st, 2009 10:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
leave_ascarI'd refrain from posting this, but IDK how I did. :/
I feel like it's shitty.
I prayed that no one would find me. I wanted this to be as easy as possible. I did not want to tell either of the goodbye nor did I want to hear their reasons for me to stay. I was pretty sure that I could avoid that, but I still had a problem. I had no idea where the hell I was going. Everyone and everything I knew was here. I wanted a new life though, right? I was not going to lie and say it would be easy for me to do that, but I needed to. I hated it here, I fucking hated it. Whose fault was that, though? It was my fault. I should have known that my relationship with Tre was destined to end this way especially considering who my ex-boyfriend was.
It may have been a horrible decision on my part, but I needed something to calm me down for lack of a better term. Was getting drunk right now going to help me? It would probably make things worse, but I did not care. My life as I knew it was over. I did not handle these kinds of situations well; this was how I ended up with Tre. I was going to leave town, but I stopped off at a bar before leaving. Tre happened to be there and he talked me out of it. He was there for me, but not this time.
I walked inside, sitting down next to a man with short, spiky black hair. I did not think anything of this until he turned to look at me. Billie Joe was sitting next to me, staring me right in the eye.
I feel like it's shitty.
I prayed that no one would find me. I wanted this to be as easy as possible. I did not want to tell either of the goodbye nor did I want to hear their reasons for me to stay. I was pretty sure that I could avoid that, but I still had a problem. I had no idea where the hell I was going. Everyone and everything I knew was here. I wanted a new life though, right? I was not going to lie and say it would be easy for me to do that, but I needed to. I hated it here, I fucking hated it. Whose fault was that, though? It was my fault. I should have known that my relationship with Tre was destined to end this way especially considering who my ex-boyfriend was.
It may have been a horrible decision on my part, but I needed something to calm me down for lack of a better term. Was getting drunk right now going to help me? It would probably make things worse, but I did not care. My life as I knew it was over. I did not handle these kinds of situations well; this was how I ended up with Tre. I was going to leave town, but I stopped off at a bar before leaving. Tre happened to be there and he talked me out of it. He was there for me, but not this time.
I walked inside, sitting down next to a man with short, spiky black hair. I did not think anything of this until he turned to look at me. Billie Joe was sitting next to me, staring me right in the eye.