I feel like it’s time to talk about my weekend with ya’ll.
Kayla brought me over to Johnny’s on Saturday morning and I spent the night, and then ended up staying a second night because his sister was chill and we planned to have another fire and drink again and such so I just stayed again.
Things were so good. He was sweet. Grossly sweet I should say. And I liked it.
Which is sad in a way because I don’t wanna be overbearing but after waiting like 5 years to be with this kid, I feel like being around him a lot more than I have with any other guy. I mean, I’ll wait for him to ask for me to come over again. But I’m already waiting for that to happen and that kinda sucks.
Anyways, Sunday night when everybody was asleep and we were drunk, I wanted a cigarette at like 2 or 3 am. So we went outside and he grabbed the cushions off the seats outside and made it possible to lay on them as a bed and look at the stars. And that was probably the mushiest thing he’s ever done with me. So that was really sweet.
I dunno. I like the kid, what can I say? I’ve liked him for like, 4 or 5 years.
I dunno. I dunno. I dunno.