I want to go far, far away and never come back to this place.
I want to magically have enough money to afford the city life I've always dreamed about.
I want to be able to get on a train, and arrive at San Francisco and take it all in.
I want to walk around in the evening my pea coat, scarf, and Starbucks in my hand and get lost in that city.
I want to wake up in the morning, get ready, and go out to lunch with my best friends on the pier and look off into the water.
I want to meet someone wonderful and classy.
I want him to take me on a picnic date in the park on a beautiful spring day.
I want to make a name for myself, doing what I want to do, when I want to do it.
I want to be able to have people be proud of me.
I want my parents to realize that I won't be a failure if i don't get into an ivy league.
I want to be able to change my mind and be the free spirit I never was.
I want to be able to make mistakes and not get belittled for it.
I want people to stop expecting stuff out of me, and be genuinely happy when I accomplish something.
I want to stop being compared to others, especially those who I have and never will be like.
I want to be successful, but humble.
I want to become my own person on my own terms.
I want to be in control of my own life.
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