May 2012
7 posts
I think, maybe now, that you are my four leaved...
I started journaling again, and it’s kind of nice. Nostalgia at its finest. I think I’ve put a lot into perspective after Paul died. I worried about tests and TV shows and stupid things, when he taught me through his death that life is petty and can just stop for no apparent reason at all. He didn’t deserve that. It’s rainy days like today when I wonder why I waste my time...
“Don’t you know that it’s you that haunts my dreams and seems to...”
March 2012
38 posts
February 2012
26 posts
