Lindsey, This one's for you.
I just read Lindsey's journal and realized that nothing ever does go according to planned. It either goes terribly wrong, or changes for the better. And sometimes just when you think its going down hill, it sky-rockets. Maybe that's what I'm hoping for. That this was just our minds playing tricks and it's about to get even better than before. I'm sorry. I really am. You know who you are and so does everyone else. (Man I'm a b*atch.) I'm headed for shavon's house so I'm out. Love yal. Call me if your important.. and yes you are.