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[heyasshole]

i just remembered why i dont think about italy that much. andy, im talking to andy, how amazing, and i actually remembered it for a split second and started to cry. all i thought of was him walking through the gate to the street and then walking down that staircase to the cortile and i remembered so vividly. it was so amazing, even the little things like that. and he reminded me that i dont want to go there this summer, no one i know will be there only a million ghosts of fabulous days and i cant handle that can i?

plus, hes in the army now too. i can move on from worryign about jr to worrying about andy. jesus why dont they spare me?