Remember How Many Times We Tried

to call it a night? And that consistently ended in the non-seperation of our bodies for atleast another twenty four hours. It was almost as if we wanted the extra time so that when we did happen to say goodbye, it would seem worth it.

[Like taking a long road trip; trying to stay as long as possible so that the monotony of the drive wouldn't seem so prominent compared to the experience.]


Is this me? Trying to depend on something outside of myself to provide for my own sense of well being...? anything is possible at this point....
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[failed math test horribly...88.5 on core exam...2/2 on core quiz...spring break....airport fun....stalking army wilkins boy...i heart hildy and danielle...what would i do without them?...Philly...dad comes tomorrow...shopping...fun....wondering what ill do with my spring break at this point...jer?...life would be much easier as a mind reader...im sick...feeling conjested...coughing/sore throat...lots of sneezing...lots of wishing i was in my bed...but who even knows which bed i most belong to- jax? dunedin? Gville? i can never tell...life would be much easier as a mind reader....]