I'm down to my last month in Nanaimo.
Time just flew by. I learned a lot, met a ton of great people, broadened my horizons.
Got me thinking. Do I really want to go back?
I love my family, I love my friends. I don't even have anything against the people who hate my guts.
I don't do anything to stir up shit, yet things just fire back at me.
I guess being nice isn't what works. Being FAKE is. Thanks for the reality check.
Oh well. I'll go back. But I won't deal with this stuff anymore.
I don't care what people will say about me. It's not that they matter anyways.
I just want to be happy.
I'll make the most out of what I have.
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