so yeah..
i do believe saturday night at teddys was one of the best times i've had this year.
especially the part where i fell asleep with my boo in my arms.
yeah, that was what made it good.
on a sadder, more emo note.
it's just words. so if you're looking for pictures,
go somewhere the fuck else.
i love you,
i really do.
more than you'll ever understand.
but i can't do this anymore.
every time i see you it hurts even more,
because i know you don't love me.
and every time you say it i can feel another
piece of my heart drop down to my feet and get
kicked away.
i'm almost out of heart.
maybe i'll luck out and see my boo twice in one week.
she's good for me,
and much better than anything a fucking doctor can give you.
and cuter.