Just wait and see, a lot of people's feelings will get hurt tomorrow.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
loveletter. (:
Call me anxious, call me pressed, call me whatever you want. But right now I can’t sleep because I’m thinking about you. Something about you I’ve never before experienced with another dude. I think I actually like you. You stand out. That’s by far a good thing. Being as sweet, kind, and genuine as you are is so rare. I can’t help to think of how good you are. I like you. Your style, swag, manners, all the above. I still remember how everyone wanted to clown you…but I couldn’t, you were much too much of a sweetheart to be clowned in anyway shape or form. And though at sometimes I may crack a joke about you, or laugh about your lack of socks, I still can’t hide behind that how much I like you. You’re a good friend, I haven’t had a good friend like you for a long time and it’s amazing to me how much you AREN’T like him. But anyway, if I like you, and you don’t like me…consider this just a justification of everything, and a release for me (My mind was running a mile a minute while I was trying to sleep…because I was thinking about you). But if you read this and you do like me, consider this. I’m crazy. I can be moody … I will be moody. I get mad at little stuff. Sometimes I want things, and say I want the opposite. Sometimes I think I like things a certain way, but I actually like them another way. I’m loud, no matter how hard I try to be quiet, innocent, or mousy…IT NEVER WORKS! I’m smart, and sometimes I think I know everything, but I love to be TAUGHT something new. I argue, and argue and argue and argue and argue… and I hate when someone just “lets me win.” I’m selfish, I don’t know how exactly I would handle someone being in my face 24/7, or if in a relationship, I don’t know if I’d give as much as I got…but I’d try. And I know your different, because that last one…I can see myself being around you for a while, and still wanting to be around you. I don’t deal well with rejection, but I do pouring out my heart very well. So if this letter ever reaches you…smile about it, because every word in it is true today….tomorrow, and hopefully for a long time afterward.
Yours truly, secret admirer.
Yours truly, secret admirer.
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