no need to worry

its almost shameful to admit that, well, i don't like her..and yeah..i haven't even met her. it seems so juvenile of me, it makes me wanna say ICK. and in my mind, i totally just did. its not jealousy though, and its not even necessarily just her..anyone that lives a life dominated by alcohol and shopping isn't really anyone that i could find being a friend of mine. and you've told me about her.

then again, its not just her..you got the charm, and well, when you add the alcohol on both parts, what would i expect? i didn't doubt these things, but its just strange to read i guess

its frustrating to be stuck in a "child's" kind of world, just hoping that you break those realms enough to keep another's attention til you can finally get out and "graduate" (almost literally), to theirs. you told me that there have been others, but nobody like me. i trust you. i always have. i guess its just another not-so-perk of waiting. seeing the time that you're free to be doted upon (with the best reason, obviously!),

i just wanna hold your hand and you can tell them to leave me alone, we can sing and i won't have to worry about the girls like her. 

(but on another note..you waiting for me in the parking lot today was probably the day's highlight. and i'm not too worried. less than 2 months to go, and i know that even with our strange ways of going back and forth..it hasn't failed yet. and for the record..you know damn well that there's nobody replacing you on my part)

we make love like each other

we get mad like each other

we were made for each other, but grew up differently

those eyes

they get me every time.

(hell yeah i'm hoping for something, and its worth every second)

what do ya think of me? MAKE AN ASSESSMENT

i spent the last week doing nice things, and incredibly normal things, with the one i love

and now, though its still not exactly as it should be, i'm not so afraid to say it anymore. sundaes and youtube and extra large pepperoni and just plain honesty, work magic.

ever since i met you a year ago,

i always knew..soooo..

be my valentine? it'd be a first -

and you'd be the best one ever

its prison break

driving to the bank, checking the mail, cooking macaroni, sitting on the cold wet street to 'help'  fix the car. that's where it all is easiest to understand

some things don't change, you're quite right.

let's carry out the plan. we got it so good. after all this time..

who is the one that leads me on through?!?!

its you! whoooooo..