i go out trying to meet people but i never can bc theres that voice which is not so little saying you are so much more then i ever was looking for... yeah im lame and girly and i think i like you far more then i should
and i want to know what itslike to kiss you to curl up with youat night and feel safe and i can taste it in your voice and i know you wonder too so till then im slippign into your voice and waiting for the spring
i have a somewhat obscured self pecetion ive never found myself very attractive just comfortable which in its own way is an attractive quality im hoping im wrong im hoping yousee in me all those thing i dont which you must or else you wouldnt waste so much timeon me but all the same i like you alot
i imagine you here and being able to touch you being able to come home with you and kiss slow and sweet like i have it in my head and i know you must think the same bc if you dont i think i might cry and im curled into your voice waiting for spring
i havent felt this nice about something in a long time. im giddy and i wish it were closer. for now im snuggling up to a telephone and smiling like silly little girls do. i hope spring comes quick.
im not a good influence im a poorly motivated student im a fundamentaly and as a whole, good person im an attentive and exceptional lover. physically and othewise. debat all you want about me those are the bare essantials.