Man, what happened to you? We used to chill late night, smoke joints and drink beers together, talk about bitches and watch a football game. Now you're all into this "autistic" shit. Whats up with that?
Why're you so perfect? Why do I feel soft and squishy everytime I see you? Why do I feel excited when you play with me? Why do I feel that life's so colorful when you exist?
You p1ss me off. You’re a whiny, dramatic , who thinks waaaaay too highly of himself. You tease and make fun of everyone but the second anyone dares to make fun of you stop talking to them. You’re a huge gossip and speak in code to your friends about people who are there. You have a ridiculous temper. And yet I still want you to think I’m attractive.
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Thanks for another darling of a day. You are totally worth all the agony I went through waiting for you to fall in love with me. Every single one of my friends said that you were trouble, a commitment phobe, a bad bet, and you know what–they had every reason to think that–but I just couldn’t walk away, I knew you were it for me-and then -poof–something in you clicked and WOW–I can’t believe we are getting married next month.
I wish we lived closer, or I could drive to see you. I wish I could meet your plane at the gate. I wish you were 21 already, so you could be with your friends more. I wish I could punch the girl who assaulted you. I wish you were curled up with me tonight and every night. I wish you were here now, as I would read poetry to you until we both fell asleep.
deletedover 6 years
i don't have you here with me but atleast i have the memory i try to make it through the night but i can't control my mind i'm thinking bout you
ivana
