October 2011
I wonder if we will ever have our time. I really want us to have our time.
September 2011
Idk what it is, but you are the only one who makes me seriously happy when he makes me feel like I'm nothing. Thank you for being a great friend without even knowing it<3
Nick, tomorrow will be hard. The last time I saw you was at this very same tailgate. I miss you, hope you’ll be sitting with us.<3
All of this shit fucking sucks. I want it to get fucking better.
When you're on your period...
- Uterus: I hope you didn't like those underwear.
- Stomach: EAT ALL THE THINGS!
- Emotions: I don't care that you were crying your eyes out ten minutes ago, that was fucking funny. Now go act like you're high until I see something that pisses me the fuck off.
- Stomach: ESPECIALLY THE CHOCOLATY THINGS!
- Uterus: Also I've decided to act like something's constantly punching me. I hope you don't mind.
- Me: why
What if jobs and colleges checked tumblrs?
FOREVER UNEMPLOYED.
I feel like everything just keeps getting worse. When will things be better?
Nick, I honestly don’t think there is a day that goes by that I don’t think about you at least once. I really wish you were here, especailly since it’s Boise State season. I still remember the last time I saw you. We were at the Boise State game, I was too busy with Coby or Courtney or someone, and you came up and said, “Um Hi?” and I said Hi and gave you a hug. I was stuffing my face with the “Hash Brownies” that mom made and we were all joking about. You were sitting in a blue chair, I think I literally saw you for five seconds. If only I would have known, I would have givin you the biggest hug and told you how much I love you and looked up to you. I would have hung out with you the whole time. I miss you.
