tootles
to you..i’ve given it a chance or ten but i’m bored with your life for you. you complain about not having an invitation to our lives but when you do, you’re too lethargic. it’s annoying and i need to say that. that you’re moving 90 miles per hour and nobody really believes it except for you.i think you need to rethink some things and try to be the person you used to.now you’re just someone i wouldnt and don’t like to be around.i don’t mean to be so harsh but i can’t bite my tongue.i can’t hold my words and tap dance around you’re feelings things change ,yes THEY HAVE TO! and we will keep living.i wanna dance , i wanna screamm from the top of my lungs how much i wanna shake the hell out of you and tell you you’re wrong and get you to see it.whywhwyhywhwywhy don’t you get it fooolish foolish soul.needy so easily satiable soul.learn LEARN LEARN OPEN YOUR EYES SEE THE LIGHT,
anyway,enough,cas and i looked at scary spiders all day yesterday, and we drank coffee and he listened to my babbleon about comlumbian pale faced vampires that hopefully just arent cokewhores undercover.i love the way he laughs at my rediculousness it takes awesomeness to deal with my shenanigans.i’m happy with this part of my life.it’s really good and i dont remember the last time i could honestly say that<33
