||[Dec. 1st, 2010|01:32 am]
helen of troy.
|||||This Time Next Year||]|
Because I don't know what's going on:
I'm going to send this to you a few different ways, because I don't know what you're going to be able to access. I just realized that I can't view your FB, it's gone. JJ can't either. I don't know whether it's been deleted or if we're all just blocked or what. I won't lie, I feel physically ill. I can't believe they would go to these lengths, whether it's due to grades and me, or just me.
I just need you to know that even without that, I'll wait. I will, I swear to you. I'm yours. When I say always, that's what I mean. If it takes until you go to uni, I'll wait that long. As long as you want me, I'll be here. I swear, if I could swim the ocean I would, you know that.
I know you're hurting right now, and it's killing me that I can't be there for you. I miss you so fucking much, and I love you more than anything. <3
ill be checking it everyday. <3 fuck. Honestly, do they think this is going to stomp the feeling out of you? Well, the second you're in the clear, baby. And ill get to you. I promise you I will get to you. Ill post things in places, and zach is going to help me record some things. And ill make sure you find them. You can always find me again. <3
Yeah, the 24th of august. That's our year. And ill keep my mind going towards then. This is going to work out, we just have to hold on. You're worth this, and never forget that fact. You're. Worth waiting nine months, because after that well find a way to be together. If it means I have to move, then fine, ill move. I would follow you anywhere.
Hopefully they give you your phone then. What happens on Friday?