May 2012
April 2012
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I miss
being able to look forward to seeing someone after work. I miss wanting someone that wants me in return. I miss texts, phone calls, hugs, kisses, intimacy. I miss hearing soft breaths as I shut my eyes and begin to dream. I miss the good times, the bad times. I miss weekends of bliss and warmth. I miss walks, holding hands, laughter, playing, teasing, adventuring.
But the one thing I wish I could...
I wrote a letter to the sky saying maybe one day you’ll get to kiss me..
– Frank Ocean (Acura Integurl)
Normal flirting: Hey babe you're so pretty and sweet.
Me: If you were a potato, you'd be a nice potato.