I can’t sleep & I’m going car shopping with my uncle within the next 3 hours. My mind is overflowing with artistic ideas, traveling the world, and as always your voice never escapes the thoughts that flow within my head. What is a girl to do.
Macon continues to overcast my life with dreary apprehension as I try and improve my daily life through comprehensive understanding. I fear that this fork in the road will turn into a self destructive superego that neglects to appreciate the truly important components of my life
I haven’t liked anyone else and it rips me to shreds that he won’t talk to me. I try to focus all of my attention on another person and it never works. It’s always him. I’m sitting here months after breaking every chance I get to spend a night with him, thinking this will help me in the end, but it doesn’t. What if he’s my soulmate? As cliche and dumb as that, this, sounds. I don’t want to settle for second best.
I want to text you every day and tell you how I am and ask you how you are. Even if it means I don’t get what I want from you, I just want to talk to you. My hope is already crushed. It’s been close to 3 months since we last spoke.
I realize I’ve blown you off when you asked to make up for what you’ve done. I’m never sure if you’re sincere.