Entry #703 (or "Every Shitty Thing")

[fuckingchoke]

Late night driving across Indiana, Blonde Redhead, 80 miles per hour, a shooting star (don't tell anyone), post cards, regrets, another shooting star (can you keep a secret?) (and what I wished about), I should have wished you better, I'm sorry I come off as an asshole, and I'm sorry I made your boyfriend mad, and I'm crazy and I'm hurt, and dry

Comments

[totheparentsof]

Damn, sometimes I forget you are capable of feeling. I'm sorry Nick. :/

[fuckingchoke]

I wish I could really forget that I'm capable of feeling.
Fuck feeling.

[totheparentsof]

I'm with you on this 100%