seeing your name still gives me the chills.
i just cut my hair. my mom said i was trying to represent a "scene".
she wasn't right.
i'm tired and bored and i wish i had made plans with someone.
i've been home alone for something like and hour and a half
and the whole "home alone" glory gets old fast.
too fast.
i hate her and everything she represents.
i'll deal with it.
four years.
and then i'm out.
oh, and also, we'll both never recover.
none of us will ever recover.
but that's why we're stuck together.
four short years.
too short.