Listening To: Radiohead Feeling: regret i miss him. he was my favourite. i think he still is. everything was perfect. the dances, the parks, the movies, the italian, the painting. everything minus the waiting. that was the hardest part. but it made the being together so much more worth it. i miss him. and i hurt him. i didn't mean to hurt him. it just happened. and i still feel like a whore for it. i wish things would have turned out differently... selfish bitch.