So this weekend. wow. That's all I have to say. It was so fucked up you wouldn't even know. Sorry to everyone in advanced, this weekend put me in a real pissed off mood.
Does it even matter that I had been working on the song I promised? Or been spending the past 4 months preparing for Christmas and anniversary? Does that even mean shit?
with you it's like when I wake up in the morning Smell that good old breakfast mom used to make with you it's like the feeling that you get When all your friends surprise you on your birthday.
So I seriously feel like I'm having a panic attack, and I don't even know why. lol. Probably because I've walked from the library back to my dorm room 4 times, because I keep forgetting something necessary to me succeeding in life.
I'm going to be going through some really hard times the next couple weeks, so if you could drop me a line just to say hey or something, I'd really appreciate it. I love you all.