Fabulous

I may or may not have just published the last post. Approminately 4.7 seconds ago.
I don't that has any relevance to when the next can be started, though, and I'm in the need of a mood swing. So I'm going to be lovey dovey =D=DD. You guys really don't have to read this :L



And sometimes I leave because you're hurting me with your words. and sometimes I leave because I don't want to hurt you with mine. Sometimes I just don't want you to see that I'm crying. Sometimes I leave because the halftime bell rang. Sometimes I leave because we have to go to class. But every single time I walk away, I just wish you'd follow.



You are a beautiful, amazing, selfless human being. And no matter how many times I tell you, you will never believe me. And you maintain that I am embarrassed by you. But you are the best thing to ever happen to me. And I know that I will never deserve you (I'm just hoping you never notice).



And you will never be perfect, because you are perfect for me. Perfect people don't have conversations with their eyebrows, or tell stupid jokes, or talk for hours about trees, and coolosity, and music. Perfect people aren't obsessed with their computers, and the highlight of their week isn't kicking their brother's arse at guitar hero. So thank you so much for never being perfect. Just perfect for me.



Sometimes I think I love you too much, because when you're not there, I get very depressed. Things hurt more when you're not there to hold my hand or hug me. Life can be very painful. Life without you is even worse.