thoughts like these are keeping me up into the late early hours.
when the night is as quiet as this, it's damn hard to get by.
i want to say i like you. but i cant.
i want to say i want to be with you, but i cant.

this is a sticky situation we are both having.
do you want me to stay the night?
will you make everything all right?
then let's use this time romancing.

i do miss you. alot.
which is really bad.

aiyah jeremy, your head is fuckup.