#318: Deadmen.
April 26, 2013
The moment I saw you wear your white Converse shoes, I flashed back to the times I sat in front of the computer screen. I flashed back and stared back at the words I wrote about them.Isn't this what I wanted all along? I have been writing to myself so much in my head I no longer know how to form audible words that mean to say, please don't go.
12:50 a.m.