Wednesday, February 16, 2011

'oh, happy birthday.' she whispered to herself on your behalf.

i miss you terribly.

the dinner at bedrock was awesome, not for the food though.
it was my girls who made me feel i'm still so so so lucky.

the comfy big bed that i'm lying on now feels empty.
the twin bathtubs weren't that fun too.
he's sweet and caring she's drunk yet lovely but i'm still getting over an asshole.
not quite successful..

i miss you.