Jen (musical_fiasco) wrote, @ 2006-06-05 00:59:00

pms
I miss my friends.

when you notice phone calls getting shorter over time. emails becoming less frequent. you know it's not because they stop caring - life gets us busy. simple as that.

sometimes I wish it really were a "small world." then you would't be so far away.

I work early tomorrow. I should really be in bed. but something is keeping me here, in this uncomfortable wal-mart chair, with a knot in my throat, glued to the screen. maybe I know I'll just keep awake thinking. maybe I don't want to be alone. what would I have thought about moving here last summer if I knew I'd still have no friends at this point, and I'd still miss the old ones like mad?

this is harder than I thought.

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