Ever said something you've been thinking for a long time but know is cruel? You never mean to say them but circumstances just align and you can't pull the words back? C'est la vie.
At least I wasn't the first to say them.
Sometimes I wonder what life would be like without that night at Gabriel Park, without some of those times at Ken's house, without going to round table after mass. Senior year... senior year has been like wading through shit wearing a gold necklace with a huge steak dinner and a shower waiting for you at the other end, with patches of green grass and hoses along the way.
That may be the worst metaphore ever, but I don't care.
Whatever happens, know that I will always love you!
Posted by Viper37 at February 13, 2005 10:28 PM