September 27, 2003.
give me reggae anyday.
memories of home, of childhood of love, of warrick. a relationship that was nowhere near perfect, but a relationship i'm glad i had, because i would not have found myself otherwise, feeling love for the first time and eating ice cream at mcdonalds, being crazy and enjoying my youth, i can say that i had a better and worse time at that age than most people i know.
and now, memories that haven't yet become, memories of people i may not see, memories that do not yet exist, but could.