I can't believe the striking similarities; the phrasing, the speech
patterns, and the repetition of two simple words. If these two are really
that close, I don't know if I should bolt, or try this time. I'm so
fucking scared, I can't put myself or another one through it again. But
at the same time, maybe this is a chance to make it right, a chance at
redemption. I think a part of me also secretly wishes that these two,
are in fact, one in the same. Logically, I know that's not true, but my
heart hopes for it to be so. I think I'd have a good long cry if it
turned out that way.
And this is exactly why my brain yells at me, and my heart. Though it feels nothing, it knows
the best course of action, and instinct is rarely wrong. I have only
three choices: run,
hide, or
die.
To top things off, Bill's moving to Arizona in August. I'll miss him much. I always had so much fun when we were together.
And, I haven't heard from Courtney in awhile. I think she was supposed to be stationed in Iraq. I hope everything's OK.