I'm superstitious.
I always have been.
I don't think that part of me will ever change.
And I've been making 11.11 wishes for quite some time.
And sometimes they work.
My recent one worked.
In a completely backwards and crazy way.
I'm not gonna say what I wished for but it has something to do with a man named Sam.
I thought I loved him.
I wanted there to be an us.
But then one day I ran into you.
You weren't the Sam I was expecting.
But you're Sam.
And you like me.
And you actually want me.
And it's as if my 11.11 wish was answered.
It just got mixed up.
And I believe everything happens for a reason.
And I believe this could be something wonderful.....

I had a wonderful dream.
You didn't care about what people thought.
You just wanted to be happy.
And you loved me.
You really did.
And you asked me to travel the world with you.
And the funny thing is...
I did.
I just dropped everything and left this crazy town.

Let's get really really intoxicated and touch each other until we know every inch and evey curve like the way we know our favourite songs..

But you're my ticket out of this town.
I just don't know if I'm ready to leave right now...

I can only imagine your body on mine.
Our heat in that stuffy apartment.
You're perfect.
I'm an amateur.
You make it so easy..

My daydreams are getting out of control... Forgive me.

Message me or something, it doesn't matter who you are.

But if I met up with the Australian guy and kind of slept with him after I turn 18 in a few weeks would i regret it?


I'm sorry this isn't poetry but I love how so many people here don't judge....

So today I found out that you don't just call anybody gorgeous..
And I also found out that when you're back in Dublin you want to go for drinks again..
But you want me to lie and say I'm sleeping at a friends.
The visions you've planted in my mind are beautiful.
I just really want to be with you.......
Really.