i'm pretty sure i'm falling in love. and sure, it's scary but it's fun too. i wake up every morning waiting for you to text me, and you always do. i go to bed every night either talking to you on the phone, or talking to you in my bed. we're both moody and dramatic, but hilarious.
you said it, is this is? is this love? it's just time to sit back and relax.

and they love you, they being everyone in my life who matters. every single one of them. you fit in perfectly.
polka dots and pee pee guys.

to be honest, the only time i talk about you is when someone says
"whatever happened to that girl, haha." when i tell a story.

i should be jumping for joy, but i just want to be pinched.
i should be running away, but i feel so comfortable.
i should be testing him, but i know it's legit.

for the first time in a long time, i feel like i found somebody. he texts me veggie tales lyrics while in class to make me laugh. he's gentle and so fucking sweet that it's on the edge of being sickening. he's a phils fan and thats what brought us so close, i think. you know, a week ago i barely knew him, and something funny happened. we went to some shitty two person party last thursday and we ended up spending a lot of time together. one of the dudes there, the yankees fan, called us out, saying we'd be dating in three months. we laughed and you wanted to place a bet.
the next day you told me you didn't place a bet because you thought you'd lose the bet.
i stayed home that night to suprise you at a halloween party. i mean, i don't really have to say this because you already know, but your costume kind of freaked me out but that wasn't enough. and it's been good ever since. i really am thankful.

thanks.