I dream so much and I love doing it. And sometimes when I'm sleeping I know it's a dream and I will refuse to wake up. Or if I'm at boyfs house for a nap, I get an awesome dream, he'll wake me up to go home and I'll get so pissed I'll act like a cranky bitch for the rest of the day. And him, being the perpetual nice asshole, will go 'OH SHUDDUP I'LL BUY YOU A DREAMCATCHER IF YOU WILL JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP.' and if only I got a dollar everytime I heard that. But you never bought it, till you flew away. And now you only come back alternate years and even though we're so far apart, we still call each other The Boyf and The Goyf. Rmb how I couldn't stop laughing at the goyf word with my annoying high pitched giggle that annoys you so much? Goodbye, this cny was fun, I admit, but I guess this is as far as it gets.

I feel so damn vulnerable just being single, I used to cry at the slightest thing cuz I knew i could rush home, log on to msn and talk to you. But now, I guess I'm more alone than ever.

I will buy everyone a dream catcher for birthdays of people who actually mean a thing to me. Happy birthday, surprise. If this still means anything, I love you, boyfz.