I Wanna Break Your Heart and Give You Mine
What a strange series of events that have come to pass lately...
On Friday night I got emotionally eviscerated by a guy whom I've been allowing to break my heart for way too many years. I cried for three straight hours because I felt so fucking hopeless.
Saturday night my friend Dan from my old work calls me up and asks if I want to go chill and get fucked up with some of his friends. So I go. And I meet the man of my dreams.
Seriously, this boy is the manifestation of every single little thing I've ever wanted in a guy. He is THE most beautiful emo boy I've ever set eyes on, and he's fucking brilliant. He reads, he keeps up with current events in the world, and he always has good weed.
If this boy likes me back, I think I'm going to pass out from complete and utter happiness. If he doesn't, I very well may cease to exist (metaphorically, of course).
On Friday night I got emotionally eviscerated by a guy whom I've been allowing to break my heart for way too many years. I cried for three straight hours because I felt so fucking hopeless.
Saturday night my friend Dan from my old work calls me up and asks if I want to go chill and get fucked up with some of his friends. So I go. And I meet the man of my dreams.
Seriously, this boy is the manifestation of every single little thing I've ever wanted in a guy. He is THE most beautiful emo boy I've ever set eyes on, and he's fucking brilliant. He reads, he keeps up with current events in the world, and he always has good weed.
If this boy likes me back, I think I'm going to pass out from complete and utter happiness. If he doesn't, I very well may cease to exist (metaphorically, of course).