Time. Truths. Hearts.

Let me hear you call my name.

Well, we meet again.

I'm Alexa, but you already know that. However, you might call me Lexi, which is cool. Like me, cool that is. I make my own friendship bracelets like it's my job. But it's not. I work at a seasonal restaurant. I have an iPhone and we all know that makes me superior or something. Oh yeah, I'm like 21 or something like that. I love photography and have a Nikon D60... which I don't use. What more could you want from me? Just read.

More than words.


You know you love me, too.
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Je regrette
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
You mean the world to me. You always will. Nothing has changed how I feel about you, and I am not bored by any means. N O T H I N G has become boring. I'm scared of everything now, but it's not because of us, or you. It has everything to do with what has happened the past two months. And It's neither of our faults. You mean the world to me, and you still please me entirely. I just have too much to worry about in my own head. And I'm horribly afraid that I will remain like this for a long time. I've been scared by the mere pain of everything. I miss the way I was. I love you though. And everything will go back to normal. It's not us, it'll pass. I love you no matter what. I'm sorry I can't express all of this to you. I'm sorry I can't explain everything.

You know the idea of why I am like this. But I don't think that going to the Dr. is going to fix everything right away. It'll make things better eventually though. And I promise to make that appointment tomorrow. I wish we could have talked about this in person. I'm sorry I'm sick, or potentially sick. I miss you. I miss feeling intimate with you. I just want to be with you. I want to touch you. I want to feel your warmth next to my body.




I miss every inch of you. I think you're so handsome, and so cute and so perfect. Nothing has changed the way I see you. Everything has changed my perspective of myself. And I'm sorry I've let it effect us like this. I promise from here on out though, we'll be different.



Goodbye.
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