I miss her. honestly, I don't care that it's been almost four months since she loved me. I don't ever want to give up. I can try to get over it, try to move on, but who the fuck am I kidding? anytime I think of the perfect girl it is her and I can't escape that. as much of a stoopid girly movie as it was, win a date with tad hamilton had a really good point. there are three types of love: love, big love, and great love. love takes a few days to get over, big love takes a few months, and great love changes your life. you will never get over it and may not be able to actually love again. I'm pretty sure this is great love. I know, most people say that when they're young, but it's really always been her. every time I broke up with someone they thought it was for her, almost all my friends know just how I feel about her, and have since... well since we've known each other pretty much. just being close to her makes me stop breathing (and this is when I thought I had started to get over her). there doesn't seem to be any other possible explination..
really really really need to have a full out gay day. just roaming around davie like it's pride in full out rainbows and hunting some little lesbians. :) maybe just boob hunting with Aliza..?
rawr. glee makes me have no sleep. that ad tumblr...
yeahhh. ask me questions, give me ideas and shizz :)
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