Jun 11, 2007 02:16
I planned out something to say to you, but I deleted it. I'm too tired to start drama. In your depression you didn't even realize what you were saying but don't worry, I did. I've seen this spiraling for awhile now and it's just not looking like it'll stop any time soon.
I just think sometimes I need to be reminded that I'm worth giving a damn about and he does that for me. The people I once held closest can't reassure me, but a practical stranger can.
I can't wait to start collaborating on music/lyrics. I miss seeing him all the time.
I'm not letting the stupid shit get to me. As long as I pay my tuition and get housing, the rest can wait.