I like things.Yummy things,Funny things.Do NOT call me cute.
I bite.
Needs
You’re becoming closer to me,and you’re like there.
And things have been alright.
Is it because I’m covering things with other things or because I honestly feel better?
I haven’t figured it out.
Tonight when the thoughts formed in my head,I didn’t want to be any closer.
it’s bad enough I’m close to You but Them?
No.
I’m no good at being..That.
x
To him,
The texts are always appreciated,smiled over and fingers dancing.
But he’s becoming..it seems more fiction,then anything else.
Augustus/Wes/John Green creation
(He knows)
I hope he doesn’t forget.
I’m not,Honestly.
But,how can you Like a dream?
Hold on to it,and I’m trying to go back to sleep and go back to it.Like I used to when I had sweet delicious dreams.
The ironic thing is,You’re the dream.The boy from mine.
I never believed that.Never.
But sometimes,it’s just there.Undeniable.
Funny how the longer she went without talking to him the more dreamlike and unreal he became
Critics
Before you judge,
Be faithful to your wife,get a fucking job and not sponge off your wife.
Before you talk shit behind my back
Realize that your own daughter is doing some massive shitty stuff too
What’s fucked up is,
You people talk behind your own cousins,nephews,nieces,brothers and sisters backs.
Go get a reality check for fucks sake
