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So I'm grounded... I'm really fucking grounded, I've never been grounded before. It's really for no reason at all too. My mom just holds grudges, oh man does she hold grudges. I just don't know what I'm going to do. Well, I guess I could continue what I have been doing, fucking guys that come to visit me.
I miss Miles so fucking much. I don't care how good sex is with anybody else. I don't care how much softer someone else's lips are. I miss him. I don't want sex, and drugs to be my escape, I want him to come back. I don't even care if we're together, I just miss being around him. I miss his tilted-pouty smile, and his hair, and his eyes. I miss everything about him. Nobody else gives me butterflies like Miles does... nobody else makes me so happy and makes me so sad. I could be with a thousand people, and I think I'd still miss him. Let him be with all those other girls, fine, just come back and hug me, and smile at me again. All I want is to see you look at me again.
I miss Miles so fucking much. I don't care how good sex is with anybody else. I don't care how much softer someone else's lips are. I miss him. I don't want sex, and drugs to be my escape, I want him to come back. I don't even care if we're together, I just miss being around him. I miss his tilted-pouty smile, and his hair, and his eyes. I miss everything about him. Nobody else gives me butterflies like Miles does... nobody else makes me so happy and makes me so sad. I could be with a thousand people, and I think I'd still miss him. Let him be with all those other girls, fine, just come back and hug me, and smile at me again. All I want is to see you look at me again.