Post by BLAINE CARTER on Dec 13, 2011 23:36:23 GMT
Such a cliche to start off with some romantic/relationship bullshit in this journal, but there is one thing I really need to get off my chest. No, not my job. Certainly not.
I love Farren. I do. I'm pretty sure I will always care for her, since she was that first girl I fell hard for, but things just aren't the same, and I don't think they are going to go back to the way things were when it all first happened. She was that girl that met my parents first, and I actually thought I'd go the long run with, which our run was pretty damn long, but...
I don't know. I miss my old life. I miss beating who ever the fuck I want for whatever reason I want and not worrying about someone in my ear for it. I want someone to love me or want me for who I am someone that'll actually find it attractive or something like that, and I can't find myself changing to be some goody-good for Farren Taylor.
I love Farren. I do. I'm pretty sure I will always care for her, since she was that first girl I fell hard for, but things just aren't the same, and I don't think they are going to go back to the way things were when it all first happened. She was that girl that met my parents first, and I actually thought I'd go the long run with, which our run was pretty damn long, but...
I don't know. I miss my old life. I miss beating who ever the fuck I want for whatever reason I want and not worrying about someone in my ear for it. I want someone to love me or want me for who I am someone that'll actually find it attractive or something like that, and I can't find myself changing to be some goody-good for Farren Taylor.
