stupid boys and stupid men
OH the boys the break me fake.
its hard to say how i feel honestly. i do love you. i am in love with you. but i'm started to feel less like i am the one that single handedly fucked up the situation... that i should have a boyfriend who brings me flowers and writes me poems and counts on my calls.
anyway i'm going to the hospital tomorrow.
bye.
ran across an old disk of junk, literally junk. old photos of void, and jesse "i live in portland oregon" karshner. they all say the same thing, so boring but im lazy.
its hard to say how i feel honestly. i do love you. i am in love with you. but i'm started to feel less like i am the one that single handedly fucked up the situation... that i should have a boyfriend who brings me flowers and writes me poems and counts on my calls.
anyway i'm going to the hospital tomorrow.
bye.
ran across an old disk of junk, literally junk. old photos of void, and jesse "i live in portland oregon" karshner. they all say the same thing, so boring but im lazy.