I swear I can't stand this place and what's becoming of me. The longer I have to stay-
I want to think all unthinkable things and say what I shouldn't say. I need a change. With that said I'm leaving today. I got some concrete ideas and they've been paving my way towards all the downtowns and urban decay. There's so much life in these bricks. There's so much buildings can say. A new experienced me will be coming back on rusted wheels and bloody knees. A call to arms-for all the suburban soldiers who've got no one to count on. We're faceless and scarred. We don't know where we're going and we forgot where we came from.
I thought that there was blood left in this stone. Turns out that I was wrong. I hope to find a place that feels like home. A heightened sense of strength-a stronger sense of self.