The more one knows, the less one believes

So this is probably so weird but I love to like hide my face in your neck and such.
Like, resting my head on your shoulder facing your neck, and then kissing it. Ugh.
Come here.
Right now.
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[2:05:09 AM] Wiz Khalifa: I mean, even if you look like you’re just getting out of bed you’re still pretty  

This is why I love my best friend.

Lalala I like you Lalala

LOL not that I have any followers to have missed me cause I haven’t been on here in awhile. This blog was always just like a little personal journal for me anyway.

Well I need to enter this into my “journal”, so I’m back.

OH MY GOD I LIKE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA. Like seriously oh my god. I can’t even begin to explain how much I like you. I’ve been gone for awhile, but most of my most current text posts are about you. For fucking like 5 months it’s been you. And I know you like me cause you told me and ugh. When we hang out, our hands always seem to find their way to each other. It’s like we trace every inch of each others fingers and they just fall right into each other, perfectly intertwined. I wanted this when I was in 9th grade, and I’m the type of person that if I liked you once, I’ll always have a soft spot for you. So the second I saw you that night I was completely taken back and all I cared about was getting all of your attention. Well I got it that night and I don’t want to ever lose it. You’re so bad with words and it drives me insane, but it makes it more fun to get things out of you. The fact that you like me a lot yet won’t agree with everything I say/want is wonderful. I hate when people do that. You’ll put up with certain things, but you won’t just cave to anything. I have to fight to get my way half the time and I love it.

A few months ago, if I texted you, if I was lucky you’d respond an hour later with “…” “um” or “what?” but even just earlier today I texted you “Hiiiiiii. =]” and you texted right back “Hi. =]”

I like you a lot, sir. A whole lot.

I’m tired.
Good night.