OH MY LIFE
12.05.13 | 10:48 pm
you skype me so we can watch doctor who together
and tonight just to talk to me for an hour
and i'm going to mail my copy of the great gatsby to you
just so you will read it for me
and love it, too
why did you leave?
i mean, i know
and i know i need to move on
i've been doing well, actually
i feel better most of the time
(i've had a bit of wine tonight, forgive me)
every time you say something about coming back to kentucky (in a few weeks)
or tell me to come visit you (with john and dacia, who are the cutest couple)
i am sorry but i can't help it and i don't think you can either
i know for a fact you're not talking to anyone as much as you are me
there aren't enough hours in the day
emma is so tired that she just sat in the floor and waited til i got up so she could walk to my bedroom door
i need to meet someone new
and try not to think of you so much
or talk to you so much
but
how can i even stop?
I AM MAILING YOU MY FAVORITE BOOK FOR CHRIST'S SAKE
colorado is the ruiner of dreams
and to think earlier today i thought about how well i'm doing, how i don't even care lately, but
i mean am i really?
do you even really think of me that often?
i am too much aren't i
have i said anything about my love for the name ezra? benjamin jude. benjamin ezra, so nice.
i dreamt that i was married to you, like, what the
why would only john, dacia, and i go
in the winter during tourist season
come back why dontcha
people my age (twenty-three) are like, married. with children. or in actual real relationships
i am so behind arent i
oh i just want to drink wine while you sip whiskey and talk to you all night long