You Might Know My Name . But Not My Story .
youre my best friend .. and its weird because i feel like this distance is drifting us apart . and i still havent told you that im planning to stay here in California , but i dont even know because im not sure if i am or not . i know that if i move back to Georgia , i might lose all the things that i have guaranteed over here , its like Georgia can give me things Cali can , and vice versa . If i could i would even bring you here , to chill even if it was just one weekend . sometimes i feel that if i try to ignore you sometimes , maybe youll get used to it , and you wont even notice that im actually gone . today marks 4 days that i havent talked to you . its just not the same anymore … sorry saray
Damnn . My brother lito and my dad are like these huge 49ers fan . And now that they lost is like they lost a big part of them . It sounds kinda like ’ oh its not that serious ’ . But when you’re a fan like they are , it actually is . Some people watch football for entertainment but its like this game meant everything for them . It took a chunk out their happiness , but like my brother said . There’s always a next year .
