Friday, August 19, 2011
6:41 PM ● the city that holds my heart

befitting change of theme, right? fresh off (another) nyc trip, i fell even deeper in love with the city that never sleeps.

i've come to the rather erroneous conclusion that i'm not meant for this city, the city where i'm from. i'm over it. i've seen enough to realize that this isn't where i need to be, want to be, should be. it's comfortable because it's all i've ever known, but i know now that there is so, so much more out there and this isn't the right fit for me.

some people are good in tiny towns, removed from the hustle and bustle of the city. some people are really good in canada, some aren't. i'm starting to think i'm not meant for this country. it's where i'm from, and i'll always be canadian, but i'm not from here, ya know?

i'm just feeling melancholy. i didn't get to say goodbye to the reason why i'm there... it's just frustrating. i miss him a lot. whatever. i have to go to some stupid movie with my stupid friends in this stupid city.

i. want. out.

more pictures to come, i'm just angry. and sad. mostly sangry.


xxxxxx

(live)