09.03.02 @ 8:37 PM
[ i hate being home on a saturday night ]
currently feeling
wistful
there's room to believe
out of sight
out of mind
out of reach
start over, that's no way to begin
i haven't heard his voice since that night. it was weird. i hope he didnt recognise mine.
i wish i was at 2 tribes. i want to dance. i want to see my buddy dance *hehe* for the first time. that would have been awesome. no such luck tonight though ):
