Im dying over here—to see your face again

I miss you. I miss hanging out and I hate that I can’t see you and that I haven’t seen you since that night we went to boston and I came home to my mom waiting for me in the dark at like one in the morning and then I got grounded and my phone taken away and we havent been able to talk since. I love how cutely geeky you are and how you brag to all your friends about me and when they hung out with me the entire time they were trying to hook up with me. I know we’re not official and the thing is that I dont know if I want to be or not, but I love the amazingg sex and how comfortable I feel when I’m with you. Its so funny how I use to not be able to stand you and now we’ve got something going on thats obviously more than friends. But im dying over here its been 26 days that I’ve been without my phone in isolation. I wish you had a facebook so I could talk to you and I HATE the thought that you might think im ignoring you because I havent seen you since you kissed me goodnight that night. As I’ve been flipping back and forth trying to figure out how I feel about you I can’t deny that I’m crazy about you. I am trying so hard to get my phone back and the only reason I want it back so bad is so I can talk to you or just sneak out at midnight to be with you and come back and 3 in the morning. I love how sneaky we are and just the way you just can make me feel. I miss everything and I’m going to do everything in my power to get that back. When I want something, I’m the type to not walk away until I get exactly what I want. & I’m going to do just that. (;

No one understands my version of hell unless you live to tell.
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