Remember when we used to play?
Remember when we would just sit around a joke?
Remember when we would work and just have fun while shelving books?
Remember all of the fun times talking with our older friends?
Remember the sleepovers after your grandfather died and you couldn't take the sounds of my house?
Remember Boy Scouts and your many first-aid kits and your far fetched ideas and dreams?
We've been dating for over 3 months now. I've been so incredibly happy. I always considered myself lucky to have you, and never took you for gratned. Now you're telling me you want to break up, and it's breaking my heart. I don't know what to do anymore. I just want to take some pills, and never wake up from this horrible nightmare. I'm crying all the time now, and I don't know what to do. I'm just so miserable.
Sometimes I wonder if what some people are saying is true. I have a friend who thinks I'm gay just for the attention it brings me.
What do you think about Mardi Gras and the weirdos in Louisiana?
How can I express my love to you?
I love you in a way few can even fathom.
Yes, I'm new at this. I don't know exactly what to do here! I read a few ppls blogs, and it seemed like a journal. If I have the wrong idea about this, PLEASE let me know. Until I hear something, I'm not going to post anything else! hehe! Thank you in advance!