it doesn't matter.
2006-02-24 - 11:26 a.m.

so what i really need is a cigarette. and to get far, far away from where i am.

a simple note brought me back here, but i cannot come to terms with how different i have become. i came across a journal that i have not set my sights on in a long, long time. and it made me angry because miscommunication is what fucked us over.
just for the record, i never got your call. which is why i never called.

but what does it matter anymore?

i'll make attempts to update here, but i'm honestly not sure if i want to. i don't have a good vibe right now. i don't want anything to do with the past.

black - eye