Oooh where have you been long sleepless nights?
Haven't seen you in a while.
Thanks for visiting tonight, that's just wonderful.
So I guess I'll just lie there and think of reasons not to call me.
Think of reasons to just leave.
Think of all the horrors that I love to paint.
Its such a bitter, beautiful painting.
When did I become so bitter and mistrusting?
Our relationship always feels so different when I go back home.
Its so strained.
I ******** hate it.
I'm going to Voodoo but that's only three days.
And I'll be with other people so we won't have time to ourselves.
Is that going to be enough for me? For you?
Hardly.
But I wish you'd make an effort to come here.
To come to me.
That's too much to ask for though.
Why worry about why he's not called for two days?
Just two days, Paige.
You're not even dating.
You're best friends + benefits of sex + a little bit of love - the confidence to get together - the trust.
I hate these nights.
Where I just lie there thinking about all the possibilities.
All the reasons for us not to talk.
All the wrong turns.
I'm almost afraid of school to start for you.
But I guess I'll get over it.
Damn these nights.
Can't I ever paint a pretty picture for once?
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"Cuz I spent the night dancing, I'm drunk I suppose. If it looks like I'm laughing I'm really just askin' to leave."