if i had to chose him or the sun, i'd be one nocturnal sun of a gun

[2ndfloorwindow]

ive had a busy couple of months. it's almost over, no more getting up early in the mornings, dealing with people like mrs. murphy, being surrounded by complete and total idiots, and having to do work, not much longer at all. then, bliss; a.k.a. summer.

just tell me what you want, because really, that's all i want.

im so confused.
im also really bored with you, i dunno, it's just getting old i guess.