Extremely ****** at
everyone around me.

so I'll blow 'em up
like balloons at a party

or chop-chop-chop and
make some beautiful confetti.

Extremely ****** at
everyone around me.

so I'll blow 'em up
like balloons at a party

or chop-chop-chop and
make some beautiful confetti.

laughing as I see
my mom had a good reason to be
about my closed door, worried
when it was dark and just you and me.

This
         place
                   makes
                               me
                                      unhappy

I'm tired
and strangely wired,
But I'd really like it
if you cuddled me tight.

My mind is blurry
I'm feeling buzzy,
you're the only thing
that makes me feel right.

I told myself I'd quit writing on this ******* website
But then I find a way to **** up giving up
My mind's never straight
I need help
but then I'm happy
and its ******* sunshine everywhere
later I'm sad and i dont understand
then im ****** at everything
you, and then me for knowing its my fault.
I'm a failure
someone messed up
the blue prints
gobackandfixit
gobackandfixit
I'm not right
never was, never will be
until I'm fixed
so fix me
even if you need to break me in the process.

I'm no good with words
when it comes to describing you
and I kinda assume you know that
which is why I hug you so much
I'd like to take a moment
to apologize if that comes off as creepy and clingy.

To the real point though Amber,
you are my best friend and without you,
jesus ******* christ, I dont even know where I'd be.
we've been through a lot of crazy things
we've spent every single friday together since sophmore year
and I don't ever want that too stop.

I love you.

no, not in that creepy
"let me ******* hard hurrhurrhurr"
I love you kinda way,
but more in the sense of
"dont you ever ******* leave me hurrhurrhurr"
(both contain "****". whoa!)

I want us to be the best friends
that are each other's bridesmaids
(you can catch my bouquet. im getting married first <3)
(jay kay i dunno, im trying to be funny
cause I'm no good in serious situations)
we'll fight over stupid things
and then cry and eat lots of food
and cry more at more stupid things
when we're old.
and our kids will be best friends
maybe they'll even call each other cousins
because we'd always be together.
(that would be freaking adorable
dont you even lie.)
(my kids are so calling you Aunty Amber, get over it)

I'm off track, huh?

yeah..sorry.

<3

bottom line.
you is my main *****.
and I need you.