I just want you to know
I know how you feel, to all of those. Both posts. And I'm sorry I'm not replying on your journal, buut, this is the best I can muster up. I miss the hell out of you, but, more importantly, hope everything works out for you. You know I'm here to talk or hold you, let you cry, or just sit in eachother's company.
I may be taking classes this fall, too. But we discussed that. Anyways, I am here. Spill your thoughts and guts if you desire.