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I just realized, that no matter how much life makes me want to gouge my eyes out with a spoon, I have the most amazing people in my life, that would pick that eyeball off of the ground, and shove it back into my empty socket, after dusting it off on their lapel.

By their, I mean Heather, who is the one sole being in this world who can turn my horrid fuck filled life into something that has potential. Something that makes me smile when I think about the future. Something that, in retrospect, isn't so shitty at all.

The next six months of my life are going to be dedicated to finding that happy place I've been looking for my entire life. That happy place that Heather had in her pocket the whole time. That place where I'm not such a piece of shit, where I'm accepted for who I am, Where I can say anything I want and not be judged. That place, where I'm loved unconditionally. That place is with my best friend. Where I need to be.


Ohio, go fuck yourself.

California, here we come.