[::..Royai..::]
I want him. Thats all I can say.
And I dont mean just sexually, I mean I really want to be with him. I think I love him. And that scares me. Everyone I love leaves and hurts me. I dont wanna get hurt, I dont wanna lose Matt. Hes so great. Smart, fun, handsome, stable, witty, intelligent, and caring. I adore everything about him. And as often as I think about how much I want to rape him, I think about how much I want to love him three times as much.
Hes like the Roy to my Riza. Yin to my Yang. At least thats how it feels. I know that sounds dumb, seeing as how young I am and that we arent actually in a relationship. But I cant help how I feel. I cant help that my heart screams out his name when I'm hurt, alone and sad. I cant help it folks.
And I dont really know how to handle it or make anything happen. At least this way I have him. It may be only as co-workers and friends (if that). But I have him.
How did he become such a necessity in my life? My anchor, my dream. How did that happen folks? What do I do? I'm afraid.
ttyl and better days,
---Jessica
You're the only one,
I'd be with till the end
When I come undone
You bring me back again
Back under the stars
Back into your arms
---Avril Lavigne, Fall To Pieces, Under My Skin
And I dont mean just sexually, I mean I really want to be with him. I think I love him. And that scares me. Everyone I love leaves and hurts me. I dont wanna get hurt, I dont wanna lose Matt. Hes so great. Smart, fun, handsome, stable, witty, intelligent, and caring. I adore everything about him. And as often as I think about how much I want to rape him, I think about how much I want to love him three times as much.
Hes like the Roy to my Riza. Yin to my Yang. At least thats how it feels. I know that sounds dumb, seeing as how young I am and that we arent actually in a relationship. But I cant help how I feel. I cant help that my heart screams out his name when I'm hurt, alone and sad. I cant help it folks.
And I dont really know how to handle it or make anything happen. At least this way I have him. It may be only as co-workers and friends (if that). But I have him.
How did he become such a necessity in my life? My anchor, my dream. How did that happen folks? What do I do? I'm afraid.
ttyl and better days,
---Jessica
You're the only one,
I'd be with till the end
When I come undone
You bring me back again
Back under the stars
Back into your arms
---Avril Lavigne, Fall To Pieces, Under My Skin
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