October 28th, 2006

dreamer

(no subject)

dear boy,
i like you. you know that. then why do you act like i dont exsist sometimes? we are dating...so yeah. i have you, but i still dont feel like i have you. i know that last chick has taken most of you and dumped it on the side of the road. i feel like i am picking up your pieces...
blah
sincerely,
your girl