Well.

As is the custom. When you close a window, a new one opens.

Jon and I broke up. Sad and true.

He wasn't the one, and I was tired of lying to myself about it.


I find myself back in North Port, Florida. And I find myself planning to leave it again, already.

It has served its purpose....


And. Wow.


I just took the time to read over this journal.

Jesus Christ. Josh. Yeah. Josh.

I was afraid to come back to visit this journal, because he's all over it.

I remember feeling those things, and thinking those things.

Gogo first loves. I hope you're doing alright, Josh. I hope you're getting what you want from life, because you deserve nothing but the best.


So. Just a quick update.

19 now. Single, content. Lusting after an older man, normal. Probably moving up to Missouri, bright lights and a big city. Yes, I can survive on my own and it's fun as hell.

Pot's not cool, beer's gross. I will always be nerdier than the average bear and try to compensate by wearing make-up and being a ditz.


Hmph.

Possible update later.