just something i found in an old journal

[imskarific]

and today i finally did it.i threw us away. your pictures,your shirts ,your scent,your memories.i got them all away from me. im tired of pretending that we could still ever be anything. i cried then i laughed when i relized you were right. memeries are better when you keep only the good ones inside,and now that i listened in my own time, i know itll all fade and ill be fine.
i feel better.
nothing can go wrong,
the world my playground,my life is a song
-december 31,2002