im surviving.
my dads less angry now, and its easier to live.
goddamn buissness is good. i love being able to hold all the money.
i need more. more more more more.
i dont know what im dealing with.
honestly, i love you.
but at the same time, were to crazy for eachother.
my problems shouldnt be able to effect your mood.
i can't do this.
its really crazy to see the progression from when we first met to now.
it sadens me to see the faded perfection of our relationship.
when i see whats become of this, its like looking through someone elses glasses,
this isnt the reality im used to. and as awful a reality as it may be, i fear that i can no longer do this.
i love you chilog. i wish we met at a better time. im 15. and i wish this could have lasted forever, i think im too young and childish to maintain any sort of complicated and delicate relationship.
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