I gotta get out of here, and I'm begging you, I'm begging you, I'm begging you to be my escape...
Sam. He apologized. We're texting as I type this. It's a great feeling, yet I feel like I need to puke. I'm a lot better than I was twenty minutes ago when he first messaged me. I feel like a little kid again. :)
I just worry about getting hurt again. I don't want that to happen. Can I trust him? (I'm worried that with being sleep deprived and unable to form more than 3 coherent responses in a 5 minute span that I wouldn't be able to see a lie if he threw one in my face.)
Puking sounds nice. I think tomorrow I'm going to tell you all about tknight, minus Sam.
Laterrr.
-Megan:?
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