Saturday, April 09, 2016

Enough already.

I can't believe that I've spent so much of my life crying about people who don't care, and neglecting/failing to appreciate the ones who do. That's messed up.

Friday, February 19, 2016

I don't know if a day will ever come when I don't miss you and wish things weren't like this.

Friday, January 08, 2016

I had the dream again. The one where things are better, where it's not weird anymore, where everything makes sense and we acknowledge that although that was horrible, that's over now and it'll never be like that again. This was the longest, most vivid, most realistic version of this dream, yet. I actually looked at you and asked if I was dreaming, because it didn't seem real that it could be better; we laughed about that and agreed that it wasn't a dream, it was real.

It felt so real, and then I woke up.