Man. I wish you still loved me like you did. I know there’s nothing I can do though. Only move forwards. Though you’ll always haunt me. Throughout the long marches of the future, your shade will just follow and laugh in my wake.
This isn’t a plea, this is a lament. I have no illusion of chance. How do you fall in love so easily? I wish I could follow in your footsteps and move on.
That moment when you realize you know the DJ at the party, because he’s wearing a bracelet you made~
>”I’m glad you’re still wearing it”
>”If its good, it goes on my wrist until it falls off”
My life never ceases to be interesting. One of the people I met this weekend originally met me while I was reading my Chemistry textbook on a Metro bus and his friend was drunkenly, relentlessly hitting on me. I keep re-meeting randoms in the most random of places. It’s nice to be able to experience the small world effect basically everywhere I go.
hopeless, bitter, and full of contrition.
It was nice to see you again. I’m sorry things had to turn out this way, I love you.
I might just be forced to go to work, still drunk. Oh well, it’s not like I’m on the hotseat already and have to meet a new manager today.
I love you. I always have; I always will. I’ve tried to deny it, but I loved every second of today. Losing you, running around was only a reminder of that fact. Complicated as it may be, my candle still burns. The only problem with tonight was that it ended.