dear christy,
you're not my girlfriend, but i sort of wish you were. i don't know why since we probably would fight all the time anyways. aries on aries, what more can you ask? i wish you were here right now, kissing me on the lips, grabbing my toes with yours, your breath in short, quick, gasps..

there's something i'd like to talk about.
but i'm really tired.

and there it goes.

i'm angry.

i

am

so

angry.