confessions

January 21, 2013 by runservecook | 9 Comments

I feel lost, and confused.

My heart is in California.

LA was the best week I have had in years. I had amazing friends, a girl, fun, and fame. It couldn’t have gotten any better.

I was a normal kid. I didn’t hang out with my mom. I hung out with people my age all day. I did what I wanted because I didn’t have to be scared of being judged. I wasn’t shy.

Then it all ended. I came back to ohio. Yeah. It doesn’t deserve a capital letter.

I was a lonely, confused kid. I had no (real) friends, I had no (real) fun.

The first night back in my bed I cried. For a long time. The week had gone so fast.

And now I have nothing again.

I have tons of agents who want me. To move to LA.

My grades are slipping out of perfection. I feel like I can’t help it. I feel no inspiration and in some subjects no way to change it.

I try to be myself here. The stylish, cool guy I was in LA. I get laughed at. I get funny looks.

California is modern, Ohio is trapped in the past.

I want to leave Ohio.

This post did not work out how I expected at all.

I will right about those promised changes someday soon.

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