holy shit. i am shaking.
the boy IMed me last night. the fucking boy. who i haven't properly talked to in over a year.
"i know this seems random, and maybe a little out of place?, but i was going through some things, and i found a picture of me and you on the anniversary of the u2 concert. it obviously made me think of you. i hope everything is goin well in boston and you are loving school."
fuck. this is a can of worms i don't want to open.
argh argh argh.
2004-09-20 9:21 a.m.
these seconds when i'm shaking leave me shuddering for days, and oh lord-- i'm not ready for this sort of thing
these seconds when i'm shaking leave me shuddering for days, and oh lord-- i'm not ready for this sort of thing
