My shit is your treasureI hate being around constant fighting. Yet everywhere I go it seems that's all people want/need. They talk to me and ask me questions and I don't know what to tell them anymore.
They love what I have to say and think it's smart and all that shit; but, they don't ever follow any of it. I want out of this so bad; why in the hell did I have to come back to Augusta? I despised this hellhole of a city when I first came here. It's the same shit over and over again.
I will move out of here and it will be for good. Maybe I just need to get the hell out of Georgia. Chicago is looking more attractive now; but, I left there for the same thing.
Or maybe I should stick it out here and just push these people away. I've tried to be a good friend but it hurts too much to watch people destroy themselves and their families. It just hurts way too much.
I need to stop running away and trying to escape it. Surround myself with people who have a foothold on reality and know how to deal with their problems without bickering and violence. We're adults, not teenagers.
I'll probably just renew my enlistment in the Navy; at least there, I do have a purpose.
to everyone who paid attention to me on this site. It's been a lot of fun.
