going home to wilmette soon.
thank fucking god.
i hate you, northern virginia.
alright so here's the truth...
i dont hate it here.
i've spent so much time here that i'm used to it.
i live here. and i guess i kinda like it.
but i'm tired of missing wilmette.
i want to go back. and i am.
but only for 6 days.
so this time i'm gonna make it count.
maybe something amazing will happen.
maybe nothing will happen.
maybe by some miracle pete will show up
and want to listen to my random stories
and listen to me spill everything out on the table.
but of course wishing doesnt count for much.
it never did.
it never will.
except it did once.
cause for a while i wished something would happen at YWT.
and something did happen.
pete asked me to come to meet and greet.
and it seemed like he actually wanted me to.
this is twisted.
i'm done.
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