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I think I miss you.
I don't know why, becuase we did nothing but fight.
Well, not nothing. The other things were good.
I miss the stupid conversations, and having someone I could be completely retarded with.
I wish it didn't have to be this way.
I wish I never hurt you.
But you'll never know, because I'll never tell you.
I can't admit I was wrong.
You pop into my mind occasionally.
I guess, maybe, there's a reason for that.
and, for an update;
Ariel and I have been together for seven months now.
She's planning a trip to GA sometime. She's working on her GED, and she'll be in college by next year.
Here, with me. It's going to work.
I miss Marie. I miss her like crazy. It's weird to think of all the crazy things we did together, and know that, now, she's hundreds of miles away from me. It hurts...not being able to give your best friend a hug, or a friendly slap on the ass. Whatever. I miss her. So much.
I dropped out of Young Harris.
Turns out English isn't what I want.
Next year I'll be in school for web design. Hopefully.
All in all, things are going splendidly. I am alone, but I am not alone. Looking back to a few years ago, my life has improved greatly. I am finally happy. Truly happy.
I don't know why, becuase we did nothing but fight.
Well, not nothing. The other things were good.
I miss the stupid conversations, and having someone I could be completely retarded with.
I wish it didn't have to be this way.
I wish I never hurt you.
But you'll never know, because I'll never tell you.
I can't admit I was wrong.
You pop into my mind occasionally.
I guess, maybe, there's a reason for that.
and, for an update;
Ariel and I have been together for seven months now.
She's planning a trip to GA sometime. She's working on her GED, and she'll be in college by next year.
Here, with me. It's going to work.
I miss Marie. I miss her like crazy. It's weird to think of all the crazy things we did together, and know that, now, she's hundreds of miles away from me. It hurts...not being able to give your best friend a hug, or a friendly slap on the ass. Whatever. I miss her. So much.
I dropped out of Young Harris.
Turns out English isn't what I want.
Next year I'll be in school for web design. Hopefully.
All in all, things are going splendidly. I am alone, but I am not alone. Looking back to a few years ago, my life has improved greatly. I am finally happy. Truly happy.