Drunk without drinking.
It's weird. The few minutes before I actually fall asleep, I start thinking off all these random yet possible things I can do. Like one night, I thought to myself and I really believed I could actually meet someone famous and be their friend. I thought of all the things I could do to make them notice me. Write to them personally, send them a video of myself, telling them how much they mean to me, constantly tweet them on twitter...
And the next morning, I thought, wow. Like that's possible.
This goes to anyone famous that I admire.
Then last night, I thought about texting a friend of mine; how he is, how's military school for him. We had a history together and we definitely shared memorable moments.
My 'fake' first kiss with him...
Cuddling at his house...
Falling into his arms...
Thinking if we could do kiss again... maybe for real this time. To actually experience something special.
Then the next morning, THIS morning, I couldn't believe myself. I felt drunk without drinking.
This kid is nothing special to me. He was but not anymore. He's one of the reasons why I refuse to like anybody. I have so many issues. I should probably write them out one day.
But kissing him again? By force?
No.
What the hell is wrong with me? One day. It will happen. With someone who's truly worth it.
I will be patient. What's the hurry?
Seeing how everyone else I know knows how it feels. Sigh.
And the next morning, I thought, wow. Like that's possible.
This goes to anyone famous that I admire.
Then last night, I thought about texting a friend of mine; how he is, how's military school for him. We had a history together and we definitely shared memorable moments.
My 'fake' first kiss with him...
Cuddling at his house...
Falling into his arms...
Thinking if we could do kiss again... maybe for real this time. To actually experience something special.
Then the next morning, THIS morning, I couldn't believe myself. I felt drunk without drinking.
This kid is nothing special to me. He was but not anymore. He's one of the reasons why I refuse to like anybody. I have so many issues. I should probably write them out one day.
But kissing him again? By force?
No.
What the hell is wrong with me? One day. It will happen. With someone who's truly worth it.
I will be patient. What's the hurry?
Seeing how everyone else I know knows how it feels. Sigh.