it's crazy how many emotions come to mind when i think of you.
hatred and love all at once.
betrayal and admiration.
i browsed onto your space.
'i hella like a boy named sam =]'
there was a snap in my chest when i read that about a minute ago.
'If your life is so damn comfortable then why do you complain?
A reflection in the alcohol, you're pouring down the drain
Just because you paint a picture doesn't mean it fits the frame '
i like how you told me you masturbated in the shorts of mine you brought home.
sorry i haven't been writing much variety. it's all the same lately.
sorry i'm confined to the same subjects.
i'm making a wish right n
i would have put 'ow' after the n, but it wasn't 11:11 anymore.
high school's fun.
i'm hoping you'll come over sunday, like you said.
at the same time i'm extremely apprehensive, and dreading it....
maybe we can take a ruler and measure your heart and see how small it really is.
maybe we can weigh mine and see how many times it's fallen apart.
goodnight.
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