I could type up this huge rant that I’m sure would be surveyed under a microscope to check for any error at all. Even the slightest misspelling and then later mocked for.
Or I could do what I’ve wanted to do all a long.
Forfeit.
This is why I so desperately need to escape. And while “running away from my problems” wont solve them; it sure as hell will get me out of the place that I’ve come to hate with every fiber of my being. And I’d say that’s a start.
If I could leave now and tell no one... I would.
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