i'm okay i guess. things aren't they way i want them to be but soemwhere in me i'm accepting that. don't even ask me how. i think it's part of that spell love puts you under. it's hard to understand how he can do things and not need me becuse i need him more than anything. but i'm dealing with it. i may not understand it but i'm okay with it. if that makes sense. because it doesn't really makes sense to me. whatever.
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And then they go and find those words for you to make everything right as rain again.
Those are the words I was looking for. Stealer.
You are a poet.
Right as rain.
How perfect.
Only poets think of shit like that.
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I forgot to ask you earlier, but how are you?
Shoot me an email or something; It hasn't changed.
mjm1006@yahoo.com
It's been forever since we've talked casually.
And no, Dunkin Donuts doesn't count.
I was on a date.
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whatever.
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