The original title of this was mostly because of my teenage love for Jack's Mannequin's first album. And in a way, I guess I'd like to think my life really is a story for someone out there. I suppose it gives some meaning to all of the nothing.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
hi.
today i forgot that you aren't around anymore, and looked for you. it hurt all over again to remember that you were gone.
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