Goodbye

Bye Karin. Bye Nicole. Bye Cheryl. I'll miss every second without you. I'll see you on Monday. If not on Monday, I'll perish. Or I'll see you on Tuesday, I haven't decided yet. I hate when you're near because I remember all the times when you're not.
I broke my own rules. Seems like I can't even keep my not deleting in check. I was scared. There was too much me. I couldn't post for fear of what it may change. If you want to know what I deleted, ask me. Even if I don't tell you my truths, I'll be flattered that you were even curious. (Though chances are, I won't tell. Don't even ask Karin. It's already sent. Nooch.)