tracks of salt down the sides of my face
I regret my mistakes. There's no denying that at all. Living without regrets is a stupid notion, for me at least... I miss the people I don't even know anymore. I loved so many of them and now I can hardly remember their faces. They've all moved on to better things and maybe I have too, but I sure as hell haven't moved on to better people. I'm not saying that I don't have some great friends here, but I severed some of the deepest connections I have ever made with people when I left... when I was expelled too, I guess...
I want to go back. I want to be held... I feel so weak right now.
On a different note, I had a decent mother's day. We didn't really DO anything... I stayed in all day and never got properly dressed. I hope I seemed up enough for my mom because I was feeling kind of down all day.
I don't know what else to say... there is always something left unsaid...
goodbye
I want to go back. I want to be held... I feel so weak right now.
On a different note, I had a decent mother's day. We didn't really DO anything... I stayed in all day and never got properly dressed. I hope I seemed up enough for my mom because I was feeling kind of down all day.
I don't know what else to say... there is always something left unsaid...
goodbye