I hate making subject titles. It's hard enough to come up with titles for my poems, but to title my thoughts? That's a little too much for my brain.
Anyway. . . so I get this random email from my ex whom I haven't spoken to since we broke up two years ago and he's telling me about how he's probably getting married and how sorry he is about not staying friends with me and everything. Completely unexpected. I wrote him back. But since my life is pretty boring I didn't have much to say. I mean, what are you suppose to say to your ex who is happy and you haven't spoken in years? I have no idea why he suddenly decided to write me. Maybe it's the whole catholic guilt thing. I don't know.
Anyway. . . so I get this random email from my ex whom I haven't spoken to since we broke up two years ago and he's telling me about how he's probably getting married and how sorry he is about not staying friends with me and everything. Completely unexpected. I wrote him back. But since my life is pretty boring I didn't have much to say. I mean, what are you suppose to say to your ex who is happy and you haven't spoken in years? I have no idea why he suddenly decided to write me. Maybe it's the whole catholic guilt thing. I don't know.