Maybe I'll always remember that it was 10.29.09 20:59.Probably not, so I guess I will write it in here in order to... idk. Do dates like those matter?
This is an emo post.
This is an emo list.
Funny how it's called heartache, because it really does.
I feel like I'm walking in a fog. Or in some kind of messed up dream. Or maybe it was a dream, and this is the waking up part.
I was never much of a morning person.
Part of me wants everyone to know and to know that he did it. But mostly I just want there to be nothing to know.