hm. i dont think anyone really knows how to write something like this, but its an unexpressible amount of appretiation to anyone who cared for me and helped me. I didn't think everything was "that good" till on the way home from beaumount i realized this is all ive got. an i almost lost it all, just to get fucked up. I watched every tree go by and
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dear my other one third of me.
i didnt want to call, many reasons why. ive been scared in my life a few times now like that night, and the whole thought put an impact on my body in which i ended up in iv's. after the charcoal [which to me was gooey tar] and the nudeity, and annoying questioning cops, you were transfered and i was alone, no more then you were i know. and i was released hours later, only to come home to a bag of clothes titled 'kirn, amanda' and i took a look and found clothes cut straight down the middle and i lost it, and i just want you to know how very important you are too me and that simply you didnt experience anything alone, my heart was with you the whole time and apparently our clothes.
p.s. my emergency wristband will be pressed between pages full of memories in my journal, a regretful night.
im glad you're alright, and i would like to further up this conversation some time in person but till then, i love you.*
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love, me.
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