well....love does this to you, alright?!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ok...i think i'm going to be tortured until 4 pm my time 11 am everyone else's.
good lord i wish i could just call now.
oh damn.
damn damn damn.
honestly.....what's going to happen? will he end up staying anyway? will he come back to westfield? will i be able to have the vacation for a week that i wanted? that...we wanted actually...will everything turn out ok? oh jeez...i'm so freaking worried. ach. will this make him even more insecure about his height than he already is?! jesus,i hope not.
he's gorgeous, what the hell is wrong with them? maybe he'll get a movie ride-type job....where he says a spiel and has fun with that...he'll still be in character essentially...oh shit...
i dunno what i even WANT either! i dunno if i want him to stay or to come back....
if he comes back...we get back together. oh hell, that would be amazing, i know it would.
but it would also mean that i wouldn't be doing some certain things that maybe kinda sorta i was looking forward to-like getting hopelessly drunk and making out with a certain someone...s... oy.
and yet.....do i need that? no..i really really don't. because i know for a fact, andy is the one for me. he's it. he fits. and i have kissed other boys, other girls, and frankly...fuck all, he's the only one i can see myself kissing for the rest of my life without ever ever EVER getting sick of it. i can never get sick of him....he's my best friend. he's the love of my fucking life!
and i found him when i was 18 years old...whoda thunk?
well, fuck it all. i want him home. yup, that's the decision.
i want him home, in my arms, taking naps and walking in the parks, going to movies, getting the last harry potter, having parties, going to parties, hanging out with friends, etc.
i want him to come home-to me.
shit.
i'm hopelessly in love, huh....
well, might as well make the damn best of it.
ha. that won't be very hard to do....
damn.
i love that man.
~katy
ok...i think i'm going to be tortured until 4 pm my time 11 am everyone else's.
good lord i wish i could just call now.
oh damn.
damn damn damn.
honestly.....what's going to happen? will he end up staying anyway? will he come back to westfield? will i be able to have the vacation for a week that i wanted? that...we wanted actually...will everything turn out ok? oh jeez...i'm so freaking worried. ach. will this make him even more insecure about his height than he already is?! jesus,i hope not.
he's gorgeous, what the hell is wrong with them? maybe he'll get a movie ride-type job....where he says a spiel and has fun with that...he'll still be in character essentially...oh shit...
i dunno what i even WANT either! i dunno if i want him to stay or to come back....
if he comes back...we get back together. oh hell, that would be amazing, i know it would.
but it would also mean that i wouldn't be doing some certain things that maybe kinda sorta i was looking forward to-like getting hopelessly drunk and making out with a certain someone...s... oy.
and yet.....do i need that? no..i really really don't. because i know for a fact, andy is the one for me. he's it. he fits. and i have kissed other boys, other girls, and frankly...fuck all, he's the only one i can see myself kissing for the rest of my life without ever ever EVER getting sick of it. i can never get sick of him....he's my best friend. he's the love of my fucking life!
and i found him when i was 18 years old...whoda thunk?
well, fuck it all. i want him home. yup, that's the decision.
i want him home, in my arms, taking naps and walking in the parks, going to movies, getting the last harry potter, having parties, going to parties, hanging out with friends, etc.
i want him to come home-to me.
shit.
i'm hopelessly in love, huh....
well, might as well make the damn best of it.
ha. that won't be very hard to do....
damn.
i love that man.
~katy