May 2011
2 posts
Its upsetting when I think about the past.
how I still miss you. after everything.
Why can’t you just disappear. Be erased from my thoughts. My heart. My memory. How every song reminds me of your smile, your laugh. The summer days I spent with you.
The good times. That were taken over by the bad. But somehow, still remain in my head.
I hate you for leaving such a dent in my path.
What sucks is that summer is approaching fast and...
8th grade
sometimes I still wish I could go back.
Things were just so good and easy then. I don’t remember having one worry in the world.
Now all it is is money money money & what I plan on doing for the future.
I hate it.
