Nov 18, 2010 10:46
I hate this. I absolutely hate this.
I want to pull a you and stomp my feet till you say yes. show up at your work. or show up at your home. and yell. and scream. and cry, and throw fists haphazardly at the wind. And then when we become too exhausted we will have to lay together, and you wont be able to get away. you wont be able to leave me in such a state as this.
Too bad Im not you.
I'll let it be. this time for good.
Did i mention I hate this.