soo where to go from here.
As morbid and weird as it sounds I actually feel kinda happy that I might have a poem written about me after I die and it will be dedicated to me too. =] yeah anyway summers been fun. I am hoping I didn't just screw somethings up for myself. I have been having "nightmares" about it every night. I don't know why they suddenly became so important to me but theres nothing I can do now. If I knew this was going to happen I would have taken some serious reconsideration.
hmmmmmmmmmmm
hmmmmmmmmmmm