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Leaving On A Jet Plane...


Once Agian I am leaving windsor, Not quite on a jet plane but on train, I am once agian leaving home, it's nice to come back here for the constant reminder of exaclty who the fuck I am, and who I always have been. there are little things like the car in leddy library that keep me grounded and remind me exactly why I left and what's more important, but knowing that there is alwys going to be the possibility of return to exactly the place i feel most at home is a great a feeling... there are not many places in Ontario where i can be randomly walking up california street and have someone call out my old Nickname and it's someone I know and two minutes later we are cracking jokes about or respective hockey teams... there are reasons i put down roots here, there are reason this was place I went from being a teenager to becoming a serious adult. My responsibilties aren't here but My freinds are. this is always the place that i'm going to come back to, Mostly to remeber exactly who i am, that person, my Character.. Exactly who I am, even broken and beaten that person has and will never change.. I'm better than that.. I just needed a reminder.

Current Mood: Depressed
Current Music: Adele, Someone like You.
You can take my life, but you'll never break me.
So bring me your worst...
And I will definitely give you mine.

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