dedicate one time
i dont know what to call this feeling
its like reverse butterflies
its like.. the same physical feeling as butterflies
but instead of feeling excited/anxious
i feel dreadful
i need a constant distraction
everything leads me back to you
i realized i accidently double booked
and though we dont have solid plans
(ie you invited me to come over and watch a movie but you dont have a tv...)
and my girl friend and i have detailed plans
(a place, a time, an agenda)
im tempted to blow her off
i fucking hate this
you are supposed to be a huge dick
and im supposed to hate you
thats how this WORKS
and then a few weeks from now im supposed to drunk dial you
tell you how sorry you should be and how you missed out on this
and you would call me a crazy bitch
and id hate you more
but i think i like you more than ever.