now i dont care, i could go anywhere with you and i’d probably be happy.

Thinking can be a good thing, and a bad thing. Sometimes I find myself thinking a bit too much. So I write.

When I have no one to talk to, I write. I can write for pages and pages and then I can write barely anything. It sometimes helps, sometimes it doesn’t. Other times I feel better after writing but then the next day, it comes flooding back to me. Then I scratch my head and wonder what else there is to do.

Things kind of suck without the game. You know. No one interesting to talk to. No one to share awesome news with. And things have changed again. I wonder if they’ll change again. Well that’s a stupid question, it’ll always change. I guess I just wish things could go back to the way they used to be.

Surviving Freshman year wasn’t as bad as some people claim it to be, but then again it’s a situational thing, now isn’t it?

Sophmore year, yeah that looks scary. I see things changing before me and I see people moving on and some people being left behind. Wondering where it all ends up in the end, is a mystery.

Nostalgic moments…ftw or ftl?

With Love,

Moonie ♥