i missed promnight again.
my self esteem is really high. i love the feeling of not caring at all. you came to stay with me last night and it just makes it seem like everything is going to be alright... or even better than alright. pennsylvania is calling our names and we can hear it so well. we'll wake up in an apartment that we've always wanted. we'll drive the jettas to our jobs and call each other every 17 minutes. we'll come home to our internet, video games, and countless dvds. we'll curl up together in front of the television and not regret a thing. philadelphia... where it isn't insane to not have an air conditioner in the automobile. we'll be happy. we'll have drunken art nights that end up being a good 24 hours of fun. we'll sleep in every chance that we get. meet us in philly, because i don't want to die in texas.