I know what I want now.
You’re kind of rad, please don’t change.
I dream of a concrete afterlife.
Damn it, I think way too much.
This is my reaction to that one wise-cracking shit in the back of class, you know the one.
I want you, you stupid bitch muffin. <3
OMG, you’re beautiful, omg.
I had a dream about you last night. It wasn’t particularly memorable except that you were there. I worry about you.