i think i've forgotten how to do these things, however, here i am.
there are millions of paths i could choose to take, i'm allowed one, i may not like the scenery or the trip now or later, fuck it, it's time to get started.
i'm going to leave and find something real and it's going to be so beautiful that i'm going to have dreams about it until i
If you read this, even if i don’t speak to you often, you must post a memory of me. It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad, just so long as it happened. Then post this to your journal. See what people remember about you....