i can learn self-control i could go upstairs right now & get your password, read anything & everything you've ever written about me in your journal. but i won't. ----------- it's nights like these, when it was obvious he knew something was wrong, that he & the other kid would talk about it on the car ride home, that i wish he wasn't with her, because that would mean a phone call for me to see if i was okay. i'm so goddamn pathetic sometimes.
04.17.06