Cemeteries

okay so, 123 lbs.

i. am. thankful. for. having. maintained.




fasted today, but i DID have an orange juice at a coffee house.

i was standing there, eyeing the server [sooo cute] and some random guy walks up to me.

he looked so familiar, but i couldnt place it.

dark eyes, dark hair.. so familiar.

hes hitting on me, and then asks me what i do for a living.

its at that point that i realize he thought i was way older than i was.

and that hes way older than i thought he was.

anyways,

i managed to [somehow] gracefully excuse myself from the situation, and later get a text from the guy i met.

pretty average, right?

not exactly.

see, i didnt give him my number when we met.

so of course i freaked out and was like 'how the hell did you get my number' and then he goes 'one of your friends gave it to me. youre the sophia that J used to talk about a lot. same sophia right?'

and i said 'yeah i knew J.. how did you know him?'

and he says 'he was my little bro.'


and of course i got all depressed and felt bad because according to the random person-brother, J used to like me and all this random sad shit.

after that i wrote him a poem. [poem about J, not his brother] and brought it to his grave along with some flowers.

i would post the poem, but its somewhat private.

[even though everything i post is private, this is kind of differet.]


so idk.

it was depressing.






im thinking about re-reading second star to the right as soon as i get the time to.


i love and adore you all.



longer posts and returned comments in the future i promise.




XOXO Sophia Ruins <3