Thursday, December 1

i want my dave

So. It's 2.35 AM and I am sitting in my bed in my room at my mom's. Andy is passed out next to me in a drunken haze, snoring loudly and occasionally farting on me, having fulfilled his desire to be a complete asshole whilst drunk to my dad and stephanie. and i miss you so much it hurts. i feel like i haven't talked to you in years and im going crazy, and i need you. every day with andy is fun but only cements the fact that i love you, that i've fallen for you, hard, and there's no one else i'd rather be with. my dad, steph, andy and i went out drinking, and if im honest i probably shouldnt have driven home though there werent any close encounters or anything. but i hate this, because i know you wont believe me because i know sleeping alone is horrible and im sorry you have to do that until i get home, but sleeping next to someone who isnt the man you love is worse, because theres no cuddling, no feeling of being safe, but the feelng that you are a million miles away from the person youd like to be with...

i should probably sleep now.

and will you please wring that cats fucking neck.


i love you more than anything and anyone else in this world, and it scares me, but its worth it.


w.