I can't even look at you, I can't even THINK about you without wanting to throw up.
Everytime I think about you, I think about what he told me.. and it hurts so bad, and I think about it, and I get a gross feeling, and I feel dirty, and I have to wash my hands, and I can never talk to you again..
Oh man, so stoked. Josh and I are going to go to warped, and we are going to go see YAAW and Joel will be so stoked, then he will come to the house and play some old Egad Star stuff, just like he used to.
And I will get horrifically sunburnt, and we will get band t-shirts and cds and countless stickers and buttons. SO STOKED.