Is it ironic at all that the person I was thinking about for a good portion of the afternoon and even wrote a poem about texted me?
I don't care if it's ironic or not. I love the fact that he texted me, I love talking to him, and I love it when he teases me. Sometimes it irritates me, but other times I just love the attention.
He can be sweet... I do know that, and there's just this picture of him where he just looks so FREAKING adorable...
And tonight's a blast from the past-Daniel Powter! That was the CD my brother and I listened to on our way to and from band camp right before school this year. I recognize all the songs on that one album, and it's slightly nostalgic...
Cause during summer band, when I didn't really know anybody, there were my freshman friends, and the few upperclassmen I knew. It reminds me of my ex, and it makes me a little sad.
But I'd rather have it like this any day. I actually know him now, and I love it. It makes me happy. smile
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My soul is composed of music and a Player's words, dancing across the stage in a fanciful fashion.