i hate this town. i hate the lingering feeling that i'll never escape. i know i will, but lately i just want out right now. i don't know where i'd go, what i do and who'd i'd be with. right now, the only thing holding me together is hope, dreams and longing. i'm so confused with my own life. 18 is ten days away and i couldn't be more confused as to who i am anymore. i know everyone else, but i couldn't understand me if i tried! i have this fear looming over me that'll never understand me but another part of me thinks that i'll get myself soon enough and i just can rush it. one day, this will all make sense and i'll look back at this time in my life and giggle.