You're like the sad friend who always hangs around
even when you're not used in months.
I feel kind of bad for having you...
Like maybe I should write you a Dear John letter
but still come back to you once in a while like an awful boyfriend.
I got a random comment on a random post
and decided to blog again...
probably just this one time,
Today I am playing music for a wedding
and I'm not nearly as nervous as I should be.
Also I still hate my program and don't know how to tell my parents.
That's about it.