Home is wherever I'm with you.

Cassie wanted to read the Post Secret books in the book store today.

So I read through one.

It took forever, and it made me really sad.

I just kept thinking about things I wanted to say to people, and about how I could really use one of those secret things that I used to have with Andrea and others.

Except I'm not sure if I want to do it with other people, or by myself.

I keep doing stuff with people lately, but sometimes I feel like a lot of time I kind of want to be by myself.

After I dropped off Cassie I rode around listening to Arcade Fire and singing really loudly.

I would say it made me happy but that really isn't quite the right word.

All those times that I tell you that you are being stupid, or that I wouldn't like it or whatever. When I'm putting stuff down.

I'm sorry.

I would love you either way. It's true.

I may not like something, but I don't mind at all. I just want you to be happy.

Though, I also want you to be safe which is sometimes why I get like that.

But really.

Plus sometimes I'm just jealous because I wish I did something like that.

I thought of you so much today.

Home by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros came on the radio.

I wanted to talk to you so bad. I listened to the lyrics really hard and it made me think of you even more than just the fact of who it was did.

I thought of you at Value World.

I thought of you as I read Post Secret.

I thought of you all over the place.

I miss you so much.

I wrote it on the bathroom wall.