February 2012
4 posts
going to bed
with a giant headache sitting here ready to crawl out of my ear and slide down my neck
well at least i wish it would
Anonymous asked: It was me.
Anonymous asked: Hey. I miss you. I miss how we were. Come back to my life.
i floss.
so that’s important
how’s your day how’s your life
i hope that everything’s just fine.
even when it’s not, it is. and i know that things aren’t always perfect, i’m just hoping that sunshine and darkness meet later on and that you and i keep talking even when were both gone.
telephone calls and text messages aside, i really prefer when time slows down...