||[Mar. 26th, 2011|03:05 am]
i recently found this old thing and found the entries in it somewhat insightful concerning the memories I have of you that I'd forgotten. The October 20th one is particularly amusing, it seems thats the day I gave up on you the first time. Here we are, 5 years later. You're laying beside me in bed totally naked- stinky, snoring, and sweating more than an iranian bomb smuggler caught in the middle of a nato security drill. |
What the fuck did I do with my youth??..then again, what does anyone really do with their youth? shut up mensa enusiasts..and that goes double for you, adolescent piano prodigies.
I guess somewhere along the line, no matter how hard you try and shake, some people are just meant to stay with you.
Well, Dingleberry...I love you, and I'm glad it was you.