I got into a car accident on the 5th,
I'm fine and everything seems to be okay for now.
Could barely call it an accident,
more like a tiny little scratch.
Everyone kind of freaked out until they saw how tiny it was.
Pat told me a little wax job and that shit would be long gone.
Good on a count of it I don't really feel like paying 500 bucks on something so tiny.
Spence even rushed home,
he thought I was hurt supposedly...
It was nice to see how worried he was,
to see that he still cares.
Not that I would ever want him to worry about me intentionally.
I realized that I'm still in love with a boy who now lives two thousand miles away from me,
the boy who left to avoid me,
the boy who thinks I don't love him anymore,
and the boy who still has my heart.
This is more complicating then it seems for me...
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