so..i feel like a groupie.

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so. i feel like a groupie. without even meaning to.

i feel like im fourteen and i should be wearing the long bangs/over sized lip ring/tight legged jeans look. seriously. stop making me think this.

first you're a sketch bag...even tho i sorta wanted it to be real. and so the more i dig to find a way to crack the cover; expose the lies...the more i find clues to the truth...that you aren't actually the sketch bag i thought you were. (well at least not in the way i thought).

all i really want is for you to come online and proove me right, sketch bag, so i can stop thinking that maybe. just maybe. you could be real. instead i want to remember that this is a dream and im not being made a fool. instead i want to stop feeling like i tracked you down. (cuz YOU messaged me).

your email is all over the net. im just another fan on the messenger list. unimportant. uninteresting. another fourteen year old groupie.

so what happens if you are legit. and you want to help me. be friends. eat food. talk.
why has this happened to me. what is god's plan.

im too fucking impatient for life.