Reading through old times.
I was reading through the past few month's entries and everything is so different now. Summer was like a dream and it's all over. I'm really glad I'm keeping a journal of it though because it meant a lot to me. It was the perfect summer; of new friends, new jobs, vacations, and just simple love. Time is such a painful thing.
After Anthony sent me that hate-mail I've been thinking about just everything that has to do with him again. And I hate it, I was doing fine without him and I had to go and ask how he was doing. What was I thinking? I knew this would happen.
I.just.want.you.to.go.away.
After Anthony sent me that hate-mail I've been thinking about just everything that has to do with him again. And I hate it, I was doing fine without him and I had to go and ask how he was doing. What was I thinking? I knew this would happen.
I.just.want.you.to.go.away.