It was a mistake to move back home. Even though it's just temporarily..
But if i don't get the money to that place i've found then "temporarily" can end up being a pretty long time..
It was a fucking mistake, i can't, i can't live here!
I can't stand it. Thought i could. I actually thought it would be at least kind a .. nice..
But it's not. It's so not!
How come i always end up at one place,
then after a little while i can't be there anymore and decides to move.
Then when i move i end up with nothing but regret.
I just shouldn't follow my own wishes anymore.
Nothing good EVER comes out of following the things i want.
"Don't wish.. Don't fucking START.. wishing only wounds the heart."

I will never learn.