they say you don't know what you got 'til it's gone / / they say that your darkest hour comes before your dawn

Friday, April 13, 2012

4 minutes after I posted about wanting to spend the night with Michael, he txt me.

“I love you =)”

IT’S LIKE HE FUCKING KNOWS. HE CAN READ MY MIND, EVEN WHEN WE’RE NOT EVEN IN THE SAME GODDAMN SUBURB.

What is this witchcraft ?!

Clearly I have no life.

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