*slap slap*

ive been going on with the word cute all day. i think elsie wants to straggle me.


when all you think about is what you want to do with this somebody
it doesnt really make sense. you almost feel sick. but you still think, you cant really fucking help it.

i want to slap myself. and hit my head on the wall. 

but honestly, i really miss you. i miss your face. i miss your hug. i miss your height. i miss the way you look at me. i miss the way you pretend you dont care. i miss our conversations. i miss your skinny wiry arms.  diuuuu!


i think i need more pictures in this blog. it's getting boring.