Sometimes I really can't help but miss you. And it doesn't make it easier when I have to sit next to you everyday. Maybe I'm the one being not so nice. You haven't done anything to me. Who am I to judge you for the poor choices you make? It's not like I haven't made my share.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
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