Shirts and Cookeis...and yellow boots.
Tuesday.
I don't know how to describe how I feel right now. Ricky just came over for a couple minutes. He gave Keith a ride home from school again. He just had to wear the yellow boots I got him. It made me miss all the good things about him, but at the same time, it made me remember all that I did for him that he never fully appreciated until I was gone. I've been ignoring the lingering pain of all that has happened and I've been successful so far, mainly because of Evan. It's just so hard to fully realize that what we had is completely over. Obviously I couldn't be with Evan if it wasn't and I'm so glad I'm with Evan. It maybe is just still so soon after Ricky and I broke up.
I don't know. I don't have time for this deep thought. I want to resize a shirt and bake some cookies right now!
Goodbye.