the reason.

i had horrible sushi today with Mike and Gwen.
blah..now i don't feel too cute.

tomorrow i'm venturing down south..to become a drunken mess.

i need more tattoos.i didn't say want for a reason.. but i need them. not want them.


the other evening i came across haha.. it makes me laugh when i think about it.  But i came across the bowl bobby bought for me my first b-day we ever spent together down in clearwater, i was turning 18 and me him and lisa sat in the hotel room and drank girlie drinks. and i proceeded to show off my skim board skills. i was a joke.  then i drove 2 hours to drop him off at home because he couldn't sleep with me, i remember me and lisa sitting in my corrolla driving half asleep, and all i could talk about was how much Bobby drove me crazy (in a good) i was head over heels for the boy.  After i came across that little gift, i sat down on the floor in my room and spread out every letter/card the boy ever wrote me, and i remembered how young and in love we were. i don't think i have ever felt that same way towards anyone. I'm a horrible person for what i did to that boy...



time heals all wounds? yeah! sure thing!





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