i'm having a good time..

sticking my head out of the window and enjoying the fresh air the world gives off sometimes.
and i think i'm beginning to like pittsburgh more and more everyday.
even though it's filled with dark quiet bus stops at 10:00 at night that i just so happen to have a mental breakdown at. with a cigarette lit up in my hand, and tears running down my face.
somehow, i felt more safe than sorry. even though i was really really scared. i loved every minute of it. because for once, i wasn't secured by anyone. no one was there to take me away. and no one was there to stop me from being scared. i had to rely on myself for once, and it worked. i calmed myself down, and i loved every single minute of it. i get scared way too easily, and i need to face my fears every once in a while. and i just wanted to say, that i love pittsburgh.