Cold People and My Inabilities With a Screwdriver

Jan 06, 2012 16:39

Today we walked past each other, not even glancing at the other. We were distant; it was as though nothing had ever happened between us before. Isn't that how it is in the movies?
It's so sad.

I should have smiled at him.

All of it, everything that's ever happened between us is gone--it vanished. At least for him. For me he lives on inside my memories. My Austin doesn't exist anymore, but when I had him I was on top of the world.

I hate her.

Okay, I don't hate her. I wish I could hate her...I wish I could get past this. I'm trying so hard...

So yesterday, I spent an entire hour in class trying to re screw a tiny screw in my flute. It was difficult to say the least, but my goal was eventually achieved.

So happy it's the weekend. Gonna be a nerd and play the sims and outline my algebra book :D Yeah!

Au revoir!

fixing things, nostalgia, gone, screwdriver, distance, yeah, past, flutes, nerd, missing him

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