Number 197.

The number of my prom ticket. How ironic this is. 197 is my date of birth backwards; 791. Would this refer to prom being my death? or maybe rebirth?

"Dance was okaay, got a couple laughs."

It's impeccable to see how our only class together doesn't bring you down after such a situation. Are you trying to show me that you don't need me?

"I thought they werent with the fact that I was staying with you but apparently you thought they were."

Is this any different from what I had in mind? Even if I'm not satisfied I'm still here aren't I? Weren't they getting in the way when we we're supposed to have a worry free day, but you're always worried. It makes all my attempts futile. You're stubbornness hurts. It really does. Did I let anything get in the way even though we aren't together? Don't I still love you? What was key in this relationship? What was the whole point of this relationship? I know I'm incredibly selfish, but I know how angry you are that I'm not helping you.

"Whether you have found a solution to the problems you are dealing with or not, you need to put it all aside and spend some quality, problem-free, time together. Take a walk, go for a ride, watch a movie, or just cuddle. Remember why you chose to spend your life with the person beside you in the first place and go back to that feeling of contentment without all the reality that goes along with every relationship. Love each other completely.

You're the one that fucking broke up with me. You thought I was implying it, but did I ever say it?

Everything I said right now was completely stupid. I'm not done yet. We aren't over.

I'm sorry Reggie. [http://alterego0192.blogspot.com/]