The Beach Is THAT Way.
Friday, August 3, 2012
Blaahhhh
Knots.
Miserable.
Nervous.
Angry.
Lonely.
Tired.
Unable to sleep.
Angry but not at him.
Just a mess.
Because I miss him.
More than I should.
Curious.
Jealous for no obvious reason. Frightened.
Sent from my iPhone
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