Army of Me: Small in number, but growing faster by the day. I'm not afraid to bite my tongue anymore. I will not condemn myself any longer. It's not fair to me.

I didn't think I was going to write tonight because I didn't have much to say. I listened to Slapstick on the way home tonight. It brought up the night that we first met, breathing in each other with that famous first kiss. I drove home by myself, in a grey sweater...Love drove it's name into my heart so deeply.