never content.

i want my life to be back in ny. hectic and busy. buildings, people. city park hangouts. weekend boston trips. i want to drop it all. so tired of nothing here. i miss those people who make me laugh most; who make the best memories. friends who call at just the right times lately. these conversations and seeing everyone up there this week, makes me anxious. i wish ashley could be okay up there. this would've happened. instead, there is an empty apartment in borough park calling my name all summer.

i want to go.
anway, i'm done with internet journals.