ahh i remember my first toilet, good times

amen. amen. amen.

agonizingbeautiful.

"I'd give you my heart but broken things aren't beautiful."

&& you're stringing me along, so that i'm here for the ride, and i'm breathless, i'm thinking, i have felt this way daysago, hoursago, momentsago, goddamn it.

the ending of this is what sculpts it into perfection. i am massively addicted, beginning with the line, "I'll hang myself in the bathroom with hope for my string."

ok so i read every chapter and im wondering if your gonna add more. it ends kinda brutally-know what i mean? well its a beautiful story love. and im thinking about posting one of my journals too. i dont know which one tho. anyways. this rocked pretty much.

i love u.

this makes me smile. i loved those damn should build a shrine to them

ok woah. this is funny.

dude. woah. thats all i can really say.

yeah. i miss that i also remember us deciding that.

god- that boy has changed so much since we all first started hanging out. we all have. that was a super long time ago.

and like i said. your words make my heart cringe

i remember you telling me about us freaking out.

ok bby. of all you are definitely one of the most phenominal writers ive ever known/read. i know ive told you this before but...well...you know. and this is sad. it makes me want to cry kinda. cuz things are so different then how they used to up sucks.

grl. omg. like you have no kinda makes me sad. reading it. know what i mean? old times and all that shit.