10:34 PM | Tuesday, February 23, 2010 | fuck the insecurities
hate it when i waste two weeks' worth of 11:11 wishes on something that won't ever come to pass. hate coming home and confusing myself on the bus ride and missing my stop cause i was wondering what the hell's going through your mind or get hit by a frisbee accidentally cause i stoned on the field thinking about you and hate that you're the one person who completely distracts me in this manner. hate talking to your friends and knowing that you're not the one i'm talking to. hate that pictures taken less than two weeks ago already feels like a lifetime ago hate that i can't concentrate on what i'm supposed to be doing now hate that i'm tearing as i type this.
but i just can't hate you. life would be a lot easier if i could.
