this blog has turned out to be pretty morbid. sorry. i find a lot of words can't be said aloud, that's why i write cards. i have a few more to write but they won't be any easier than the others. is it silly that i wear your ring to sleep in? i'm not sure.
i don't enjoy goodbyes. hopefully a lot of them won't be goodbyes but like the cards, they are still just as tough.
i'm feeling pretty grim at the moment. it's very early in the morning and i can't sleep. i'm too worked up. i miss you. but i'm not sure about someone and i would have liked your opinion. you loved them and i loved them but that is one goodbye that seems to have come just in time.
this is driving me mad and i don't like that this has become a way of communicating with you.
i want to get something pierced.