this is a lesson in procrastination
so i'd like to detail my five favorite memories of my past... but you know what? i need to break that into distinct categories to do so... actually, you know... no offense, but i dont think its right i put up a couple of these in here... so either i stop writing now OR... i put it on private... i mean, the past is the past... who cares if it was an amazing kiss on the hood of your car... or if holding her hand at the Delta of the Mississippi or while walking into our house together... nvm. this was a bad idea.
you know what I meant to ask you tonight Chantal...
Why is it that I always screw it up. I'd like to blame it on the girl... i've tried to blame it on the girl... well, Catherine... you, and Kyra... i blew all of those. I guess im just hoping you have some insight into what im doing wrong that these people who i had such feelings for that i would never EVER want to hurt them... i go and fuck it up and distance myself. i want to know what im doing wrong, because i dont ever want to fuck up again... hopefully, the next one will be my last. I can make no mistake now...
-Luke
you know what I meant to ask you tonight Chantal...
Why is it that I always screw it up. I'd like to blame it on the girl... i've tried to blame it on the girl... well, Catherine... you, and Kyra... i blew all of those. I guess im just hoping you have some insight into what im doing wrong that these people who i had such feelings for that i would never EVER want to hurt them... i go and fuck it up and distance myself. i want to know what im doing wrong, because i dont ever want to fuck up again... hopefully, the next one will be my last. I can make no mistake now...
-Luke