(no subject)

[londonfog]

So, the hurricane fried my computer, and I lost everything I had on it. My lit paper, my art things, my history, family pictures, music (where am I going to find those things again?)...all gone. I don't even want to talk about it, really.

I miss Tristan. I miss having someone who I can confide in, and who can confide in me. I miss having someone whose approval I don't have to constantly doubt and worry about. Most of all?

I miss being held.

--Anne