Student Box #830
in care of Flagler College
74 King Street
St. Augustine, FL. 32084

write me.

it's strange to think how long we were acquainted, and never saw each other in the light we should have.

he is amazing in every way.

it's strange how time can go by and you think yourself completely over a situation. then, out of the blue, you hear or see something and you ask yourself, "why the fuck do i still care?".

so i visited st. augustine again this weekend. everytime i go i fall even more in love with everything there. the town, my school, the charm, everything. what set this trip apart from the others, though, was all the people i met. i already have a pretty good idea of who i'll be hanging out with while i'm there, and i can say i'm pretty pleased with ( Read more... )

all i want to do is cry. i don't know when i'll feel back to normal again.

friend: fuck keri. this is not okay. i am so hungry ( Read more... )

I need to know that my dreams can come true ( Read more... )

There's been an escalating sadness encompassing me lately, and there's only time to blame for it. In 5 months I'll be moving away to college. I think because I know my life here will be more or less ending sooner than not, I've been making less of an effort to do much of anything around here. I've been working a lot which has been great for me ( Read more... )

The letters we wrote to each other made me cry myself to sleep. It's the way it has to be, though. I'm so in love with him, but we need to be fair to each other before it's too late. I'm really going to miss him...

I don't know about you, but I have no shame in saying that I would love to get my boobs done.