I used to think about you all the time. Too much time has passed that I’ve learned not to think about you.
It’s lame when I’m hanging out with my friends and they’re so busy taking pictures to put on Facebook, instead of enjoying what they’re doing. You’re gonna look back and have 10 million pictures, but you’re not in one of them because you were too busy clicking away. I think it’s best to stop telling people about it and enjoy the moment you’re in yourself.