TRUST ME ON THIS

because no one else will, and the next thing you know i'll be chasing you with frigid fingers and you'll be crying to everyone you know and i'll be asking you where you are and you'll be asking me to stop asking you these stupid questions and i'm going to talk in a run on sentence because i don't know when i should stop and i don't know where i should start and i just need a good talking to because no one really sits down with me and takes the time to talk to me because i'm not fucking replacing you and i hate that you think i am but its not fucking true and you need to stop being so goddamn anti social i miss it you miss it we all miss it but there's no fucking turning back now we just need to go ahead and move on with our lives and i miss the old e-mails we used to write to each other and i miss when the mornings were cold and i had that shitty fur hooded jacket and i miss the hot coffee and i miss the snow on the ground and the snow in my shoes and the snow on my nose and i miss the winter because it was really cold and i enjoyed the cold because i would look through the classroom window telling everyone the next days forecast when really no one cared and i lived on kdka.com and no one cared and if you're reading this far you have a heart because no one would read this long of a run on sentence and i used a lot of interjections but i don't give a shit because my voice needs to be heard sometime. there

I STOPPED.