February 2012
56 posts
I still think about you.
There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t wonder “what if”.
It’s fucking ridiculous.
progress, part 1
For the first time in a while, I think I’m experiencing what it’s like to be alone, but only in the no-superficial-relationships kind of way.
I ended something with someone that I could’ve just as easily kept around for the lonely nights and the visits back home. But I knew it wasn’t fair. Regardless, it still hurt to do - if there were other circumstances, something...
