So yeah, he's in all my fucking thoughts and I really really really like him.
But of course, it doesn't fucking matter what I want, what I like or how I feel, now does it? So I'll just be super pissed about not getting what I want and I'll. I'm out at sea on this. On a fucking raft, twine and twigs. GREAT!
In other news, I'm done like 4 pounds since Sunday. And everyone STOP telling me what I have to do. I'll do as I please, I'm still more responsible than you and I still can be the one in charge, no matter how badly gone you think I am.
And I really want him to get out of my head.
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