|Current mood:|| contemplative|
|Current music:||lucky boys confusion|
I have a funny good feeling about everything. Maybe you're finally seeing it, maybe I'm just crazy. But you always liked it that way, didn't you? I think so. Or you just liked it when I shut the fuck up and made-out with you. Hahahahahahaha. I liked that too.
I miss you. Maybe I'll see you around.