I wanted to come home to something different, but Dearborn Heights will always be the same. On the other side of things, I expected all of my friends to be the same. I don’t know if its them or if its me, but someone changed in these past four months. If I know one thing, Its that I don’t want to come back to this town; I can’t live here again. I know that there are bigger and better things for me somewhere else. I just need to find where that “somewhere else” is. 

was that real?… did that just happen?

When you crave the attention and affection that was once given to you by your significant other.. and then wondering why great things always come to an end. Why am I never good enough?