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So I am SUPER stoked to go to Searchmont on Friday. It's a snowboarding hill in Canada. At least at 20 I can drink there. Not so much excited for the ride. 6 to 7 hours with nothing but a radio, and in the middle of nowhere Canada, that means jesus country crap songs. FUN. Normally I'd probably sleep the whole way but I'll be driving with Abbie and I'm sure she won't let me fall asleep.
There was something more important I was going to write, but I forgot what it was.
I have a lot to do tomorrow. I have to do two assignments tomorrow before each of my classes. Pack. And drive 2 hours home. It's 3am. Ummm. Fuck.
My finger tips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation,
and I know that I should let go,
but I can't.
And every time we fight I know it's not right,
every time that you're upset and I smile.
I know I should forget, but I can't.
There was something more important I was going to write, but I forgot what it was.
I have a lot to do tomorrow. I have to do two assignments tomorrow before each of my classes. Pack. And drive 2 hours home. It's 3am. Ummm. Fuck.
My finger tips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation,
and I know that I should let go,
but I can't.
And every time we fight I know it's not right,
every time that you're upset and I smile.
I know I should forget, but I can't.