Ian. you don't understand. I'm so fucking in love with you. why THE FUCK would you message me; & tell me that you saw me? I wouldn't even have THOUGHT of you the whole entire day. but you did, & now I honestly can't stop thinking about you, missing you. regretting all the bitch things I did to you, & you know what. I'm fucking sorry, & at this point, I don't even really even have the energy to keeping saying it to you; I understand. I fucked up. I broke your heart, & I'm a bitch. I know, but I fuck up a lot, & I learn from fucking up, so when you get me, that's something you'll just have to deal with.. I'm sorry I'm such a fuck up, I'm glad you talked to me though... it actually made me realize how much we seriously aren't friends at all... honestly? i would take you back in a heartbeat; but you sir, will never know about that.. next year; I hope we get things worked out; you're going to be a senior... & we'll see each other; every day... I always said that things would change by next year; but at this point, I sorta don't think anything is going to change. & by the way. if you knew how bad it's been getting; you'd be so disappointed, I wish you would just call me one day, & just tell me you miss me; but it won't happen... so I'm just sorry.