It’s a little hard to explain. It’s a little hard to show you. And by far, It’s really hard to even understand. It’s really unclear, but it’s also really obvious. It’s really hard to think of you with anyone else, but at the same time, Why should I even care? what are you to me? what am I to you? Why do I bother with you? what would I do without you? I don’t understand where you came from. or why you had to come into my life. I thank God for meeting someone like you, but it also pisses me off beyond belief. Is it okay for me to let you have this little, tug, or hold on my emotions? Should I let this continue? or should I be a hardass and completely walk away from everything that I have started to feel towards you, and the level of trust and friendship that we have? I feel like I’ve known you forever, but that also makes me want to strangle you sometimes. You’re such a little bitch. You’re the rudest girl I know- But I love you, i love you, i love you.


Fuck.

That’s fine. I don’t want to fuck you anyways.