-John Tyree
(Dear John by Nicholas Sparks)
i messed up again.
November 6, 2009
I don’t have a good reason why I did that.
It took the hell out of me. Really.
Now, I can’t undo it.
It’s going to be a “shame-on-me” thing.
Dang! I messed up again!
But what can I do? It was a rush of emotions. When I saw that face, I wanted to just talk to him. Dang.
YEINE this has to stop. You’ve created your own monster not knowing how to deal with it tssss. Now, where does it lead you? Nowhere. Waaaaa.
Makes me want to cry I’m stuck reading all his entries again, listening to his songs again, and humming the melodies again. I am practically in the middle of nowhere. Supposing what I did was okay. THEN? I would never have the nerve to even ask him if he’s well. I’m such a mindless witch. I AM TOTALLY 101% and in NO DOUBT MESSED UP!
