Seems like in one more week I’ll be back in France.
I could write “J-31” but in fact I don’t really want to count, I enjoy life in Łódź too much now. Why on earth do all good things come to an end??!!
Now I have an odd, intense desire to do something CRAZY before I’m gone.
I’m scared to get close and I hate being alone.
I long for that feeling to not feel at all.
The higher I get, the lower I’ll sink.
Summer: I just… I just woke up one day and I knew.
Tom: Knew what?
Summer: …What I was never sure of with you.