at the moment i am in las cruces at my dads.
two weeks ago i wouldve screamed at the thought. but now that im here in my old home...im glad. i am still scared as hell, but i kinda feel like im growing up. or something.
tomorrow i will be at my old youth group with all my old friends. living my old life again for a couple hours.
i thought i missed this. but the last few weeks ive felt myself growing up. changing. doing life, i guess. ive left some people behind and theyve left me. it hurt at first and some left scars but i love them for that now.
i believe in miracles now. im blowing my own mind...is that cocky? who cares.
by the way, chik-fil-a is my new best friend.
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