Month: July 2010
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hash browns.
Even though I don’t really remember how I felt when I started walking. But I’m sure I fell a shit load of times on my face. Right now I’m not falling on my face but maybe it would feel better if I did. Everything I do, everything I see, everything I say reminds me of…
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rip.
There’s no use asking why or how. There’s just that one thing that shatters it all. All hopes, all dreams. There’s no turning around and there’s nothing one can do now unless…not know what to do. I will miss her so much. I already do. I know that if she saw me now, she’d tell…