listen, please:

Yes, sure, i like reading fiction – you not in it. Do you get my point there? It’s not too difficult to see the small print, especially when i enlarge it for visibility and highest readability for you – for everyone. My point being here, again, that yes i like fiction – as you write - not you in what i read. So… how has your day been? Ive not written a damn thing in 2 days now, and it pains me to say… it’s fuckin’ painful as all hell! My knees hurt! Are you smiling? you know, i wanna be your smile. i wanna… yes, be your smile! Take this as my obsessive approach to things, take it again for the nth time and shit, but whatever – yes im fuckin’ obsessed, and it seems sorta pissed off too. im not mad, just miss u, that’s all. So what if you’re in the seat next to me, it’s not next to you i want to be. Well, not with some distance someone may measure once in a lifetime and shit! Can you kiss me already, please! Urgh! Stubborn as all hell, as well, but… i love you more and more that way, so keep it up… but make up the plan you follow and get your ass over here and kiss me! Please?