where did this come from?
i absolutely hate how ridiculously shy i am and my virtually nonexistent confidence in everything i do. you can see it in my walk and how i talk.
Yeah, when I was only 17, I could hear the angels whispering So I droned into...–
is this/myspace the only way i can get a hold of you these days? let alone, salvage our friendship? i want this to be better, us better. i misssss youuu. i wish i was back in vegas i wish i could be the person you have math class with, or lunch, or work with, or someone you walk home with, someone you tell all your secrets to, someone who knows what’s going on in your life, who’s...