It’s really nifty having to engage a conversation with someone with so many interest as yourself. It’s also nifty when they actually look at you and not stare off or get distracted by fatuous subjects. Not to mention they grab your attention, and have a bonus of being attractive.
If I don’t want to hang out with you, then I don’t. Don’t be a little girl about it either and act like a stereotypical asshole to look “cool” afterwards because of me declining to hang out with you.
Oh and I’m the bad guy?! Ok! Apparently my honesty is too harsh. Well maybe you don’t want to hear the fucking truth.
I see no point in telling someone you want to see them when you don’t try to see them. Especially knowing that within your given circumstances you could see them any day you wanted to.
I haven’t been trying this hard to watch it all fall apart. No. I refuse to let someone else purposely undermine and screw up what I’ve been wanting for so long despite my many mistakes, I have learned from and won’t succumb to my past once again. I just don’t find it necessary for someone else to get into ones business and want to ruin whatever it is they have. That one little joy that doesn’t even come very often, I want to keep it as long as it decides to stay. Maybe you’re not happy, who knows, I couldn’t care less, find your own happiness. Don’t take the remainder of what I have or had.
I just want someone to go to shows with, be cute together, sing along to lyrics and that won’t be such a bitch all the time.
I get scared you’ll leave me soon.
I’m currently at Starbucks and as I’m ordering the guy that works there says that’s a cool band, I’m wearing my La Dispute shirt I got from when I saw them at revolution. More people with good music taste!
I transferred some pictures from my blackberry to my iPhone from shows that I’ve taken pictures at, I am taking credit for all the pictures in which I will be posting shortly because I took them. Re-posting since it’ll be better quality now. Enjoy.
It’s been a while since I’ve posted.
Yep, actually busy now.
I’d go the extra mile for you.
My awkward first approach, turns out pretty good. I guess it’s “cute”. :p
When I yell, I do not want my voice to sound squeaky. God damn you voice. Let me sound like I’m angry, not sound like as if I’m getting choked.
NO WORDS CAN DESCRIBE HOW FUCKING HAPPY I AM. UGHGHGHGHGHGH.
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Telling Marco to come now, and him actually coming NOW and not two hours later is a miracle.