Blargh. I texted you an an ungodly hour of the night. I'm just sitting at work drunk having these same thoughts and repeatedly playing combat baby on the mp3 player. i want to be 16 again and have a stupid meaningless crush on you for no reason and listen to nfg and work at the lpga and smoke a sneaky joint with you and be so excited. i feel this way too. i don't want to get married. i don't want to have kids. i don't want to have a career. i want to go back. i can't go back. it tears me apart. do u miss my all-time lows?
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I want all these things too. I miss it so very very much.
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