Tonight, I thought of him again. I don't want to, but he crept in my mind. I know this is going to be an ongoing topic, considering it took up most of my 20s.
With just a little less than 6 months left of my 20s, I'm trying to salvage them. I know, I really should just have fun, but I feel like I really need to live now. Just recreate them the way it should have been done.
I don't know.
It's life after the party's over and real life begins. No more of the over romanticized daydreams and follow me into the world of working in the real world and trying to find what I really want in my life.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Sunday, August 1, 2010
A Letter
Dear you,
I don't know why you insist on trying to text me. Didn't our last conversation ended in me calling you a jackass? I still stand by that statement.
Please don't text me again. If you do, I'll just ignore it. I don't like to be associated with self centered jackasses.
Thank you.
XOXO
I don't know why you insist on trying to text me. Didn't our last conversation ended in me calling you a jackass? I still stand by that statement.
Please don't text me again. If you do, I'll just ignore it. I don't like to be associated with self centered jackasses.
Thank you.
XOXO
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