|Some things are better forgotten
||[Jun. 23rd, 2008|01:35 pm]
I miss lou. this is true. i saw nicole at a bar in williamsburgh. so odd. i'd almost forgotten about how aweful that whole time in my life was. Looking back on it, I feel I've really done well for myself. exceptionally well. and looking back on lou, i still think of everything with an extreme fondness. other people...i suppose i wish them well...or rather i wish nothing at all. it all made me stronger in the end. it's almost like some bad dream I can hardly remember with any real clarity. this bitch has come out on top and I'm proud of every fucking thing I've accomplished.
oh livejournal, it's been so long. i wonder if anyone really uses this shit anymore.
you remind me of cramped dorm rooms and ramen noodles. college seems so long ago. how odd. i feel old. ha.