I've written three entries and I just keep deleting them.

I have nothing "right" to say.

Nothing feels right, nothing is right.

Every Day I Am Here

Is a testament to how much I love you.

Because I HATE it here.

You are the only thing keeping me here.

This One Is For Paul

You do have someone thinking about you. Each and every day.

Now be safe and stop chasing randoms into shitty ditches.

This One Is About YOU

Where have you been? It's like you've completely disappeared to me.