I miss it here.
No one is reading this. Things have gotten so much worse since I was last here. It has also gotten so much better. The passage of time is strange. It is fleeting, yet drags. I'm now 31, but still 21. I miss how much simpler things were. I miss my dad and brother. I miss staying up until 1am on here. I miss feeling connected. Maybe that's the trick about getting older. You'll miss what you had before you ever even knew you had it.


















