25. Two lines. Eight words. One message.
9:45 p.m. & Tuesday, Jun. 06, 2006


He tried to contact me today; making me once more relive the all pain and heartache. Reading the two line message consisting of eight words I realized that I wouldn�t reply. I don�t think sadly I ever will. Perhaps, eventually he might just grow up.

Lizzy reminded me today of a story about how she used to be tormented at school by this one insecure chubby boy, in particular. It was incredibly sweet, because recently he started training, lost all of his weight and got in contact with those that he bullied so many years before, merely to say sorry.

..I can only hope that you�ll one day stop being so immature and go in the same direction.


I want to remember What takes a lifetime to forget