to live like it's 1922 and a half.
my fucking heart hurts
and i got my hopes up again.
i miss my friends.
i miss hot showers.
i miss not waking up at 4am not knowing where i am.
i miss everything again.
About Me
- Heath
- 18 Yakima-Calcutta This blog is maintained to keep in contact with my family and loved ones while i'm in calcutta india.
1 comment:
nothing hurts worse than heart ache my friend, especially cos there's nothing i can say to make it better. i only wish i could. #2 worst feeling is homesickness, in my opinion, and i'm sorry your suffering from both at the present time, and that I'm not there. but the good thing is, eventually it gets better. i mean it has to, right? "it's hard to be the better man when you forget you're trying."
i love you friend.
blu
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