the patterns change from what we once knew they're not red or gold more like a greyish blue and i'm letting go and we're starting new i just wont have hold of your hand it keeps me from turning back.
my resolutions once filled with lies. are turning cold now that im honest or at least more honest than i have been i can still imagine your burning eyes. ( i resolute )
in four hours. i'll be on a plane for boston. & i don't know why i'm going & i don't know whats going on. but i have more bags than my arms can carry. & i feel like i'm forgetting something important.
i think i lost my mind & its stuck in last week. goodbye.
this is my last entry. this is the end. these are my last two pictures. this is the end. if you want to be on my new account figure it out. i'm not going to tell you. mkthanksbye. ( the OC fair )