I don't feel pretty anymore
I'm riddled with scars and drowning in tears
No longer do I have hope
There is no way to heal it, there is no way to fix me
I shouldn't have a place next to you
It's a hassle, I'm a hassle
It's a mess, I'm a mess
There's a burden on you and I'm weighing you down
Monday, February 8, 2010
So you were right, things did change. I miss spending time together, it was so awesomely chill. I miss the weekly movies, even if it was a bad one. I guess I ain't no Hannah, can't have the best of both worlds.. but I can still make lames jokes. Looking back, things are so different and it's only in the span of one year. It's not like we never talk or see each other.. but it's not like it used to be. Things change, boo.
And yeah, still wish you didn't live in Calgary.