Is that all that remains? It seems like nothing in the scope of things. It seems so insignificant.
I don't know where else to post this. It's the only place I don't have friends that I personally know. I don't want them to see this, because truth is I am jealous that they all have someone and I have no one.
I'd kill to have you on my arm. It must be so great to have that. But there's no guarantee that you will even be there when I see you, that you won't be on the arm of someone else. That would crush me. But god, I would kill to know you.
11. and in a half hour, 10.