i am sitting on this porch, and just breathing. in ... out. in... out. in...... out. and maybe this is really over? maybe i should just walk away. it seems like it always happens this open. i cannot believe my eyes, or ears in this town. i cannot believe your eyes, or your smiles.
i feel like the wolf here, but really its just you. its been you this whole time.
God, punish the wicked? oh great deceivers. the enemy rejoices at this, and causes this.
my flesh is
.... it whatever
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jessica.
i want to talk with you.
i have good news for you, but i also just want to know what's going on.
you're in my thinkings, my prayings, and my lovings.
<3
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