Friday, 27 May 2011
10:51:24 PM (GMT)
it's may 27th.
in less than half an hour, it'll be may 28th.
five years. god.
i could explain what the entire show meant to me, how it changed me as a person, how
it made me know exactly what i want to do, how it's that one thing that always always
makes me feel better even if i spend half of the recordings crying at it. but who'd
in thursday i took off my hoodie in diploma and while i was singing i had my arm
crossed all uncomfortably around my waist because i remembered that those scars
aren't healed. and afterwards natalie grabbed it and made me all terribly tearful.
it's my own stupid fault. just because i was in a poky little music room with someone
who already knew doesn't mean that it was a smart thing to do. it's been over a
month, at any rate. the pills are helping. seven eight nine ten.
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