welcome.
Meow.
Meow. |
Seeing as I thought the math midterm was fun... What in the heck is wrong with me? Idk. I still have a couple friends, I'll survive. Side glances are cute coming from you. They legitimately are. Sure, everyone hates you, but maybe that's why I like you. Everyone thinks you do certain things, but they were never proven. Dear, I don't care what you did, you still give amazing hugs and make fun of my shortness. Which, in reality, pretty much makes you my friend. Talking to you the other day was nice. You're the only person who gets it. I feel like I haven't seen you in forever, though it's been, what, a week at the most? haha, that will change soon. I've been writing songs pretty quickly now. You wouldn't believe how it helps my stress level. Music really is great; flowing combinations of chords and melody with lyrics to be interpreted however one pleases. Maybe that's why I like it. You can sing a song you wrote to the person you wrote it about, and they probably wouldn't even realize it was about them. Have I done that? No. Will I? In the near future, the answer is a probable yes. |
