Its weird to think I said that 5 days ago. I still regret saying that. I told Kay to never let me say something like that about myself ever again. I am glad I told Savannah. Those pretty blue eyes are looking out for me. ThanksXOXO
It's weird. It's strange. It's a letter in a post secret book. It's me telling my secrets to a stranger. It's me being confused by the camera flashes. It's me losing it. Its some weird form of magic. It's me on the edge. It's me trying to be pretty. It's me pretending to be a model. It's me trying to be funny. It's me trying to be cute.
It's me trying
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Why couldn't it have been you on that bicycle chasing after me?
I use to do all that for my girlfriend.... not anymore. Yet every night I still dream about her. I can hear her laugh when I'm alone. I can feel her fingers between mine when theres nothing but empty space... I still love you HollieI wonder if she ever read itI found this under "How we used to" by: Rocket to the MoonI just found this special. It was so sweet. It made me want to cry but I didn't want to just do it out of the blue. I mean, everything he is feeling. Everything he desires. Everthing he wants her to know is right here. All she had to do was look and read it.