God fucking damn it I need to get him out of my head but he's just so fucking pervasive. I ought to just not talk to him, but....I fucking suck at that. Shitfuck.

I REFUSE to miss him. REFUSE.

FuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK.

Saturday night just reminded me how much I miss having a snugglebuddy.

Oh well. Yay makeouts, at least?

A truth: Oh my Jesus, I am way more in lust with him than I realised. This is bad. This is very bad. Whyyyy do I seem to have a thing for skanky douchebags?!?! BECAUSE THEY'RE AMUSING, THAT'S WHY.

Oh god, somebody save me from myself.

A lie: I absolutely have not given him a themesong. :|