gah. snow.

i fuckin hate snow.

the worst part about giving someone a letter and running away is the waiting to see if they'll call.

i've been waiting almost a day.

i thought you cared.

did you lie?

again?

it wouldn't be the first time.

"Sorry I'm late, I was out spoiling my liver

I couldn't wait

The sun was up for far too long today

And I can't see straight

But the two of you look awfully pretty

You're fucking beautiful"

--alkaline trio, cooking wine