Tuesday, May 26, 2009

BAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!

andrea, hun, you'll never guess how many friggin songs ive written you. and i have a couple surprises for you. if you still love me. if not, well, then i still have a couple surprises for you, so you're gonna have to get over it for a while. Still lovin the hec out of you, but im runnin out of things to love. There's not much hec to be found in a hibernating butt.
:D see, you DO miss me!

honeybunns. Aaron tried to steel my word, but i showed him!!!

i realize i don't do enough for you. and it hurts me that i cant repay you for everything you've done for me. but things are changing now. you know that. Who knew becoming that beautiful butterfly would be soo friggin hard?
We wont ever drift unless you want us to. But even then, Im not sure im strong enough to let you go. Im too selfish. it makes me weak.
I love you soo friggin much, it causes me physical pain to be away from you for any amount of time. I get knots in my back, and its difficult to breath.
You know i do nothing but think about you, right? and when i didnt answer your calls or txts, it was because savannah stole my cell, and didnt tell me till just now. I thought you were mad at me. or you"d moved on. but you should know: I'll never move on.
you're like a friggin Conner Nightmare come to life, only 20 times prettier and more amazing. And i can write cheezy songs about you that would never actually sell, but make me cheer up a bit when im crying. yes, when im crying. i cry all the time now. its like this whole time, all the tears i would have cried were bottled up inside, and theyre just now finding their way out. except it comes out in random floods, melting my makeup and kicking my hormones into high gear. hormones suck balls man. man girl. girly man. uhh, girly guy-man-. guyman. whatever. Ima shut up now. i love the hec out of you.

Andrea, my love

wow. I cant describe the pain inside. wow. is that really all i have to say for myself? wow? I think of you every waking moment, cant ever get you off my mind. I cry for you, though i dont cry. I pray for you, though God fades from my heart. I bleed for you, in both senses, and you think i dont care. you think i dont miss you when youre not there. Hell, i miss you when you are there! I cant get enough of you, i cant miss enough of you, i cant cry enough for you, i cant pray enough for you, i cant bleed enough for you. I cant even sing enough for you. Yes, sing. its what i do when my heart is crying out too loud to be concealed in my aching chest. And i want you to know, that when i get up in front of all those people and and pour my screaming heart out for of of them to see, that im doing it for you. all for you. because that's all i can do.

Im so deeply sorry that its not enough.