It’s really strange, but in the end I actually have ended up getting over Joey even better than I got over Ryan. I forgot about Ryan quicker, because he didn’t mean as much to me, but I was never happy afterwards. I think I might be able to be happy. I’ll still be sad occasionally because I lost something amazing, but I’m so happy that it happened. And I just hope and pray that I touched his life a little bit and taught him about love and what it means to really care for someone.
So many feelings. I should write movies or poems. Movies. Definitely movies.
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