I want to change my seating arrangement, okay fine I can no longer tolerate anymore shyt. Seriously, I am going to flare at somebody so so soon. Don't try me, I am not as nice as I seem to be. Okay, if I even seem nice on the surface. And, I hate getting left out, I am not trying to aim this at anyone but "these weren't specifically aimed at you. But hey, if the shoe fits, feel free to wear it." I don't know what I am doing, I don't know what to do with you too hurhur. Don't ask me anything, I am just typing what has been in my mind lately.
When I text you, that means I miss you.. When I don't text, that just means I'm waiting for you to miss me.