that you won’t read this. And I’m sure it wouldn’t count for much. I think I’m done being angry. I miss you a lot, but I’m glad you’re doing better now :) I wish you the best, better than the best because its what you deserve. I love you. I always will. Take care of yourself, you’re a better man than you realize.
- Me: Aww, you're short.
- Cyrus: I like being short. I don't have to worry about hitting ceiling fans, I'm really good at limbo, and I can crawl into small places.
I’m turning into a massive recluse. I’d much rather stay in, curled up with my laptop, a tall white mocha latte, and my books/art supplies/music than go to a party. I’m good at being alone. I don’t like that I’ve had to readjust this way, but I’m good at it. So I guess there really isn’t much to complain about.
I’m glad you left. Now you don’t have to watch me fade away.
Time to forget about you. Wipe you from my memory. Every time you said “I love you” and every time you left. You don’t need to be a memory anymore. Even your memory destroys me.
Check out Jimmie Deeghan if you haven’t already. He’s the guitar player for the popular band Every Avenue, and he just put out an EP entitled “Pretty Miserable”. It’s absolutely lovely <3
Tonight was a good experience. I’m reminded of why I love photography/fashion/concepts so much. This could develop into something really awesome.
Yes! Today’s weather is much nicer, therefore out come the jorts!
Earlier today, someone told me I had a pretty blackberry (I agree). I feel really silly, but I said thank you to the comment. Its not as if I made the blackberry, or put ridiculous sparkly things on him. He (yes, my blackberry is a he) doesn’t have a cover or anything. I just didn’t know what else to say, and it bothered me afterwards.
- Me: You're very musically picky
- Patrick: I am. Most music just doesn't make me feel anything worth feeling. Because most musicians don't feel anything worth passing on.
to class today. But instead of not going to class at all, I’m gonna be like 10min late. Which is cool with me. I have missed one class all semester. The only reason I’m going at all today is because I have a test. 4 more classes till the weekend. Please go by fast.
I have a lot of nicknames, depending on the person or group of people. My friend Rodrigo, calls me Marie. It’s just my middle name, but I really like it. I wish more people called me Marie.
When I remember you,
When you cross my mind,
I think of the beautiful person who loved me whole-heartedly.
The person who knew me better than I knew myself.
The person who made me smile so much my cheeks hurt.
The person that held my hand when I was scared.
The person who loved me when I was at my lowest.
The person who never put me down or let me down.
The person who made it all okay.
Not the stranger who left me looking like a fool.