i think . . . i've fallen

Aug 27, 2004 09:09

i feel stoopid typing this entry, so try and be nice to me.

okay . . . so i was bored at 5 o'clock this morning . . . so i was like, what the hell lets go into a yahoo chat. so i did. i just kinda watched what everybody said.

then this one guy says . . . "last night i got drunk . . . did so and so drungs, ect ect."

so i IMed him "did u really do all that stuff?"

he told me about it, and why he did. and then why his life is so shitty. and i listened and talked him about how much there is worth living for. like love, and some to care for and have care back. one convo lead to another until i realized . . . i really care about this guy and i no his whole life . . what the hell?

his name is toby. he's 17. and when i say his life is shitty, im serious its shitty.

grrrr. but now i'm sitting here going. i want to be closer to him. i want to know every tiny detail. i want to make it all better. because i can. because i, being the strong willed person that i am, can do that.

we've been talking for like 3 hours now, and i don't want to stop.

so the plan . . . a group of us are going to steal him and bring him back to new milford. for the happiness of me . . . and him?
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