I hate to say it even more than I hate to think it, but I really miss him and I really love him. I found myself doodling his name in my notebook during class today, instead of paying attention to the history of the British tax system. (British taxes are a little more interesting than it sounds and no-- I'm not 13 years old).
I also had an exceedingly awkward date with TT tonight (are we dating?). I just spent half an hour recounting it to Hammer in all of its terrible detail and she said that I "have to blog it." I'll give it a go tomorrow...
That's it for now. I want to go to bed before I go crazy. Because tonight my heart is not my own. Tonight, I don't belong to myself.
love,
h
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What about the TT story?
It'll take some time...
Hyde did you check out the De-Phazz tunes I gave you?
I hate those nights where you feel like you just have to go to bed at 8pm to avoid your own mind and heart. Hope you are pulling through, my dear.
oh, i forgot to see... put an email to mrmarkreed@hotmail.com and I will reveal my new blog abode..
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