next summer i can grill.

i wish i was through with this first year, and onto my second. i really do.

things would be coming together instead of still being in the midst of falling apart.

and id be more settled and id know people and instead of coming home every nite to my tiny little apartment with nothing here but my teddy bear, perhaps someone i love would be here. perhaps.

thatd be exceptionally nice.

i wish it was the second year already.

written @ 8:41 am on 28.07.02
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