Aug
6th
Fri
6th
I always hoped the man I love would say “be safe” rather than “i love you” or “i miss you too” as closure in a conversation.
class was a bit more tolerable today.
trying not to murder sister in sleep.
wishing michaels desire to speak to me everyday would be as great as mine. wish i knew he missed me half as bad as i miss him. ill never know.