I'm moving on up... to the northside...
*it's moving day... aehhh... weekend.*
and then, about 5 more days till my flight out to LA to spend time w/ the fam. Oh joy.
Hmm.
It's so gross outside. Foggy. Moist. Depressing.
I still wish I could just let her know how beautiful and incredible she is. I think i've figured her out-- I think I understand what she wants-- or what she believes she wants now. I want to give that to her. I want to give everything to her.
... but as always, it can't happen.
Damn being 19.
*it's moving day... aehhh... weekend.*
and then, about 5 more days till my flight out to LA to spend time w/ the fam. Oh joy.
Hmm.
It's so gross outside. Foggy. Moist. Depressing.
I still wish I could just let her know how beautiful and incredible she is. I think i've figured her out-- I think I understand what she wants-- or what she believes she wants now. I want to give that to her. I want to give everything to her.
... but as always, it can't happen.
Damn being 19.
