May 2012
I wrote something beautiful about you...
would you like to see?
psycho pants
HA you’re time is over. suck it.
If “Happy Ever Afters” did exist, I would still be holding you like this All those fairy tales are full of shit One more fucking love song, I’ll be sick.
A promise is a promise...
that i’m not gunna break… anymore.
I hope the coast gaurd allows costumes on a...
My senior will...
Walking through the halls of UC for the last time tomorrow as a senior will be sureal. I will walk over to my locker for the last first time in the morning, open my lock that isn’t mine and open it and have to stand there for a second before having to clear it out completly for the last time. Union Catholic has been the foundation of my life long friends, the place where i became myself, and...
the small things
not answering the phone then texting me right after i hung up with your voicemail. standing me up. not “tmsc’ing” anymore. we don’t night call anymore, cursing at each other, yelling at each other more than ever. not getting me softserve and that’s all i want. THE SMALL THINGS MATTER, please just work with me here
The first and tomorrow will be the last.
The first day of senior year i remember that purple note, that sits in my untouched agenda book. I pulled it out today, and tomorrow will be the last day, so can you just stop fighting me, can we go back to normal like none of it ever happened can we just be smooth sailin’. Tomorrow i hope to see another note there telling me we did it, telling me we made it through senior year together,...
