One more thought before I shut you out.

get me out of my mind. sometimes i hate thinking the way i do because i feel like i'm selling myself short. it's like i have a one night stand with good times then they all go home in the morning. trading laughs for cries and happiness for sorrow. i make everything overly dramatic, at least in my mind.

thank you for the smile you sent my way when i asked about the quarter over your shoulder.

one more thing. i hate the way you talk to me but don't seem to care. you stalk my away messages and only speak when you think they're about you. forget my favorite relationship, blood can be replaced.