When I actually go back and think about Southern Illinois or Red River, New Mexico I seriously start to believe you can leave pieces of your heart in the places you’ve lived. It breaks me to think I’ll probably never see some of those friends again, ever again. They exist, just not in my life anymore. Tonight, that’s a mind fuck.
Nicole and I made confirmed our relationship (again) two days ago and I semi regret ever labeling myself monogamous.
Please never find this blog.
Lesbian relationships can be swift and short, right?