we'll be incredibly unrealistic. because that's what we do best. we're dreamers.
you're a pretty boy with a photogenic way in the photobooth, and I hate to say it but I long to kiss you as the lights flashes in that photobooth, but I resist such a bitter sweet temptation knowing of the reputation that comes along with you, and that's the problem with pretty boys. all they do is sit around. sit around and break hearts. the trouble is, they don't know how dangerous they are. all they do is sit. and be pretty. goddamn beauty. goddamn boys.
i can honestly say that today has been one of the worst days i have had in a while.
lets make a list of how the world has wronged me...fuckin a I'll write it later.
I've come to a sense of inspiration again after having a long conversation with nina over dreams, it was an amazing conversation. I think I might write some.
later loves.
edit: if I were to tell you I like you, and no matter how foolish it may sound try to let me down easily if that is what you are intending to do. Theres someone that caught my attention a while back who I'm not sure even knows I have any feelings for him, but at the same time it seems quite ignorant to force such lust onto something that eventually may not have any potential in being something at all. wherever that was going fuck it. later loves.