...and tonight we will connect the dots.
The words I want you are an understament.
It's amazing that I'm that comfortable around you... that we can have that conversation and it not be weird or awkward or all. I love that about us.
I'm hella stoked about this weekend. Like reallyreallyreally excited.
I'm pretty tired of taking so much shit from you. It never used to be like that... you know that my low self esteem doesn't need any help. So can you stop please? Be a bitch to someone else.
My desire to do well in school is dramaticly fading... it's really not good.
New seats in 6th period? Not okay with me. Juss sayin.
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