I've always wanted to run away. You know, like how they do in cliché movies? Hopping on empty buses and trains with no concrete travel plan, to start a new life as a new person in a new city where no one knows one bit about me. I can be who I am, no filters, no need to fit in this mold that familiar faces have made for me. I've been too pushed inside a box wherein I do not fit in, plastered with labels of which I do not understand.

I am not meant to be here, I cannot and I refuse to stay. My feet are itching to wander off to places I have seen only in my dreams. My soul is eager to find peace from flickering lamp posts in unfamiliar alleyways with damp sidewalks. My eyes are yearning for the sight of the different city lights at midnight and the magnificent view of each city's skyline at dusk.

I am not afraid to leave all that I have behind, for a new adventure, a new place. I will always be craving for the unknown wonders that I have yet to see. The unfamiliar no longer frightens me.

Darling, I am sorry, but I am not one to 'settle down'.

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damn, i just. abandoned this blog? whoops. school and this quarantine thing have been kicking my butt. but i have some updates-

i have been experimenting with names and pronouns. for now, i'm going by kenzie and using they/them pronouns. this blog will also be a bit different now- still poems and such, but more nice and less depressing stuff. thank you guys for dealing with me this far, ily.

stay cool & stay alive,

kenzie