Happy at last. I just got a break from all the depressing thing that been going around. My Taylor finally talked to me. For this week we've been messaging on and off so I wasn't sure what happened with him. It was a week since he blocked everyone on this phone but his family. We got to talk tonight it was really good but, I felt really really awkward. I'm just happy I got to speak to him. He's as old as I am, living in Texas and having to work like I do. We're both pretty similar minus the bad stuff about me so basically what this journal is even about. Taylor is a pretty good guy I just wished we had more time together.
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A Million Miles And I'm Now Here
Short StoryMy little "diary" entries about how I honestly feel about my life