i’ve had a horrible night. my plans to hang out fell through, i got all dressed up for no reason, i got pulled over and had the bitch of all cops constantly ask me if i had been drinking or smoking weed, while her male counterpart just laughed at my comments, adding that he didn’t think i had anything to drink.
so now i lay in bed wishing you were here or i was there :\ i wish you were awake, i have fb opened just incase you sign on so i can tell all these little sweet things i want you to know.
i really wish i saw you the other day feeling your presence that day just makes me want to see you as soon as possible. so hurry home, so i can follow.