#67.

After a long night of tears and thoughts, have you ever just woken up feeling like complete shit? Well, I have. Nothing can cure me now, but melancholic music and a few more hours in bed. It's cold, but I'm starting to feel better. What would I do without friends?

I've said that I miss him one thousand times over, but it just doesn't seem enough. Just doesn't seem like these words are making me feel any better. Gee I'm an idiot of I thought talking about how much I miss him would bring him back to me. Say, if one day you ever stumble upon these words I wrote about you, make sure you tell me. Make sure you tell me exactly how they made you feel. Even if they make you hate me, I want to know exactly how you felt when you read these words. Because everyone who reads will think they know what I mean, but you. You of all people will get a different message. 

Oh god that blog was weird. Yeah I'll probably post a little later. Bye.