bailey's story for today.
[thursday, 1 pm]
i know lunch just came by. god, i hope it isn't too late to come over by david's house. it'd be a hassle to come by unattended.
alright, i texted him. it's going to be a long day coming.
i hope he doesn't have too much visitors. it'll be a real drag if i intervene in the wrong time. i can't help but find ways to help my heart calm down. god help me, i don't even know why i'm like this right now.
i walk along the pavement next to david's house and
YOU ARE READING
memories
De Todowe all remember something good and something awful, but it doesn't matter what it is. what matters is what it means to you.
