one month
tomorrow is one month. i fucking miss you. i can't stop crying when i think about you. i broke down on friday night after the crackpot. i really was a messs.. i still a mess.
i don't know what will make me happy anymore. one of the only things that i still love doing is being w/ my family (all my friends). to some, going to the bar/party with your friends every weekend may seem like an alcoholic's plan, but to me, it is essential for me to function during the week. when i don't see somone outta the group, i cant stop thinking about how theyre doing. I love all my boys (you know who you are,.. the Towson/DWH/Make Way/Pirates.
i don't know what will make me happy anymore. one of the only things that i still love doing is being w/ my family (all my friends). to some, going to the bar/party with your friends every weekend may seem like an alcoholic's plan, but to me, it is essential for me to function during the week. when i don't see somone outta the group, i cant stop thinking about how theyre doing. I love all my boys (you know who you are,.. the Towson/DWH/Make Way/Pirates.