Jerks in London

My life is like a fanfiction except without the angelic celebrity wrapped around my finger, all I have is a work induced mother and a jerk in London. The thing is...I don't like either of them. Moving to London isn't as amazing as it seems, especially if the conditions are like mine. Now this isn't just some sappy story that explains how lucky I am, I may be rich but I feel like I don't even have a cent on me. I may be starting all over but I feel like I'm just covering up the hideous start, not creating a new one. Too much past to have a new future, too many memories thrown away. I feel like everything I love is going away when the one thing I want to disappear is the only thing that is staying...that selfish jerk, no matter how much I try he just doesn't leave my side. But as crazy as it seems he is the one thing I want to keep.