Thursday, August 27, 2009

Fucking damnit.

I'm cleaning out my closet, and I hate that.
I hate looking back on everything I haven't touched in ages, and old memories.
It makes my head hurt, and my heart feel weird.
Like I've forgotten about all the good times I once had ya know?

And then I realize how much I miss everyone, and everything.
I think I might cry over it. Okay, well maybe not. But really, it's quite a lot to relive.
Or maybe it's just me.

In other words, I miss all of you.
I miss the good ol days.
I miss being young and care free.
I think I am growing up too fast.
And I'm scared.





11/4/09, Brand new.
I will be going to this show.