omg, love... the other night when i was high i actually DID do a little outline of this past year, with branches and such. and i know what you mean about seventeen. and getting older. and growing up. it's the first time i've been not-excited to be the age i'm turning. it feels... nerve-wracking, not beautiful. sigh.
i miss you? i feel like we never collide. and i feel like i'm crazy for feeling that. i'm glad you're back in the lj world, sweet nicole. and last night? last night was tragic. i wanted to be with you so badly. i don't even remember where i was at midnight. i think i was walking to sydney's with emily and nick hawley and ... i don't even remember. bachh. it makes me sick thinking about it. i somehow never made it to rachel's. and now i will probably dwell on it until i'm 100. :) la la la. see you later?
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i miss you? i feel like we never collide. and i feel like i'm crazy for feeling that. i'm glad you're back in the lj world, sweet nicole. and last night? last night was tragic. i wanted to be with you so badly. i don't even remember where i was at midnight. i think i was walking to sydney's with emily and nick hawley and ... i don't even remember. bachh. it makes me sick thinking about it. i somehow never made it to rachel's. and now i will probably dwell on it until i'm 100. :) la la la. see you later?
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