coming back to scarbro this weekend has already made me think so much.
just the people... the past... stuff.

the present.

it really kinda sucks, you know...

anyway... i called warren last night, to see if he wanted to chill this weekend. he was not in a good mood. i wanted to give him a hug. and bake him a cake. but meh. it really sucks that this is the weekend he's going to loo, and i'm here. and he's coming back the day i'm going back to loo. :( oh well...

i'm sorry matty, my deepest condolences. we all loved mischief.

it doesn't help that today's so gray.












i miss things.