few scenes from my life.

[sweet_avenue_]

i am listening to leaving by starting line. i feel the words are too melodramatic, too pathetic for me to even write here. the sharp pains that have shot through my torso for the past 2 weeks are less frequent. i guess i am learning to push the loss to the back of my mind. is that an insult to her memory? i don't want it to be. my dad told me about the hats and sandwiches and i thanked god i wasn't there. because even hearing about those simple little things made me want to break down. mmmm, a nice caring boy who loves to cuddle would be great right now.
and my so-called life is coming to the n. i am so beyond excited, it is actually kind of pathetic.