"I love everything about you, except the fact that you're not mine"
-Unknown
   

Hey, sorry I didn't post yesterday. I was on a road trip with my dad, and we didn't get home until late at night. Which brings me to another point; driving at night. It's honestly so beautiful to see the city at night, especially in a big city like Portland. All the little people are dark, and the city as a whole is bright and busy. All the lights blur together and it's a beautiful glowing landscape. But the thing that really gets me is that it keeps going. Even at night, even at two am the city is always alive. It never stops and it's like a living breathing organism. I know it's like that in the day also, but at night it's just spectacular.
     I also have two thoughts today to make up for yesterday. The second is about love. I know that love doesn't matter and it's just nature's way of tricking people into reproducing. (Urban Dictionary) But it feels very real now. Extremely real. Like a giant gaping hole in your chest that won't go away. I just want to be rid of this pain and live normally again. It's really hard. Especially when nothing will ever happen...  Anyways. I have to go to bed. I love you all! Goodnight.