The Incomplete Ramblings of an Insomniac

I Don't Belong Here.

I am a five star dreamer in a two star town. It has a rustic feel to it but all in all, this is a backwoods, broke down, white trash town. I mean, where else can you live and say you broke up with your ex fiancé of seven years because you no longer loved him and still live with his father who had sex with your mother when you and the ex first met, and all for fifty bucks too? I am so tired of trying to dumb myself down to try to make it a little easier to live around here. So many people are stuck in their own ways that it is redundant for you to try to see anything other than their backwoods, hickabilly ways. I was actually told that they like when the little white girl works (implying me). I wanted to smack that person. You never think racism is a huge deal when you aren't usually affected by it. I feel sorry for the people who let that dictate their lives. They are missing out on a lot of great people. I am even still getting hit on with a ring on my finger. When our world has come to the part of not believing or caring about social morals, it turns into a world that I do not want to be a part of. I am just done and ready to start a new chapter of my life. Maybe I think too deeply into things. Maybe I would be happier if I was blissfully ignorant again. At least it would be easier going day to day. There is forty four days until my new life starts. Let's hope I can make it without snapping on a random person and letting everything fly.