I fucked myself over. I’m not going to college, I work at McDonald’s, and I’ve pushed most of my friends away. I owe a lot of money and I feel that moving out is still the best for my mom and my relationship. The only thing that’s been going right is the week I was able to spend with him, but I had to drop him off in his state yesterday. Besides, I can’t expect him to be my shoulder. He’s already everyone elses. I just wish those dreams would stop; it’s literally nightmares of him leaving me all the time.
I wish love made my world go round, not money.
