I hope these noises can explain some of my current thoughts.
I was on the road (the road to find out I presume). I had left people and I realized there was a horde of people coming at me. I think I was supposed to avoid them but I couldn't. Nevin was one of them. I think he was with allison and others. I began to talk to him, I felt as though he didn't really care or wasn't committed. I asked about his tattoo. He couldn't get it because he had to pay jordan back for something. I had left somewhere looking for costumes for a play. There was ice involved. It may have been like lake arrowhead. Matt was there. The zine may have been involved. Actually, it may have been alaska. I remember when I fell in love there. Strange time to think about that...
I wish I was the type of girl who, when some one uses the words "goodnight beautiful," wouldn't straight up fall apart. I feel my love would mean so much more.
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