So me and my girl have parted ways. Hurts like hell, but I'm trying my best not to let it get me down. We'd been together for 6 years. I'm 32 now, and it feels like a hell of a long time since I was 26. You spend so much time with someone and your life starts to revolve around them. It becomes a part of who you are, where your going, what you need. When it ends, I think that's what hurts the most. You lose your identity and your left feeling stranded and lost. Well I've got to find a fucking map and remember who I was before all this started. That ain't easy, but the only other option is to mope around.
So holiday time. Just pack a bag and hit the road. Get away from everything that's familer and just. be. ME! She can come pick up her things then I'm out 'o here. I haven't got much cash though, so I'm going to be stuck heading somewhere in England. By not much cash, I mean I'm hard pushed to come up with 300 quid.
So my fellow escapists, where should I go?
So holiday time. Just pack a bag and hit the road. Get away from everything that's familer and just. be. ME! She can come pick up her things then I'm out 'o here. I haven't got much cash though, so I'm going to be stuck heading somewhere in England. By not much cash, I mean I'm hard pushed to come up with 300 quid.
So my fellow escapists, where should I go?