maybe it’s just cause it’s late at night at my parents house, i’ve had some whiskey tonight and i’m listening to bon iver and i’m feeling sentimental, but i feel like the san francisco chapter of my life is at it’s end (for now at least) right now my life in SF is just kind of dragging on until i leave the states, even though i’ll probably only be there for about three more moths.
i have some wonderful people there and i like where i live, but i feel like a lot of my friendships that i thought were strong have faded… i’m just counting down till i get to leave.
i’m ready to take chances and leave it all behind and make mistakes and feel the wind in what little hair i have.
i don’t know.
i think tonight i’m just getting the single lady blues and feeling really small and wanting someone who i care about to tell me i’m beautiful and wonderful (not just kind strangers on the internet) and that they want me for more then just sex cause that’s what most boys want out of me. life and romance are weird weird things.
this has been a late night whiskey post full of late night whiskey feelings.