I love how the third stanza is so rhythmic- "i want to be happy sappy flipshit/ confused as fucking hell/ and not making any sense/ but loving it/ in love with you"

aw. :(

bby. let's talk about it.

this is quite the turn of events, i must say...

for once, i am happier than i've ever been, while you are sad. bleh.

ily. x

wow, how sad. its like a bittersweet happy, like torture really, and you've got the emotions down splendidly.