Thoughts

I need to get away.

To live a new life.

I wish myself away, at least once a day.

I imagine myself in someone else's shoes/socks.

Unhealthy I know.

If I could be wiser, and relive my life so far, again. I would do many things differently.

I would of said yes to my dad, when he asked me whether I would like to move into the white cottage, when I was younger. But of course my younger self, loved a cat too much to leave home.

I would have run away.

I would have said yes to Luke.

I would have defied my family, hundred times over, shouted back. But course that would induce pain upon them and even I now cannot have the courage to do that.

I would have corrected any petty faults I ever chose during Penryn College.

I would be intelligent. I would NEVER have asked my grandmother to help me with maths. Which now I am sure is one of the main reasons I hate it, and refuse to remember much of it.

I would have protected Salena better before we left for college.

I would have refused to have met my mother.

I would be more truthful, never tell lies.

I would never have said I was a witch in primary school.

I would be more open with Hope.

I would have let Matt have a piece of my mind.

I would have punched Dean and Scott S for being dicks to Connor.

I would never have treated Connor that badly.

I would have been a better friend to Amelia.

And last of all

I would be free of all Jealousy, and not be so alone, as I am right now.

I was wrong, once I admitted that I felt better to myself...it was over, I now feel worse than before.

But I hope that one day, I will fly away and work in the Galapagos Islands, or in an African Safari park, work with animals, be free of this petty luxury we live in, go and follow my dreams, and from then on, have the time of my life.

For at the moment, I feel like my life hasn't really started yet.