oh, i already miss you singing like this overthephone.

Thursday, May. 23, 2002 | 9:49 a.m.

you think you know someone. you log hours and hours of time with them. you do life with them. in a real way. they see your good and your bad. they know your heart.

then something happens and that person acts as if none of those things ever mattered. and it's like you never knew them at all.

i don't even know what it means to be a friend any more. how can i expect to have any?

go on drone