i shouldn't be aware of or give a shit about how much of a liar you really still are. but i cannot help being self-righteous when my integrity is in question. i cannot help hating and loving and needing the same things. end end end.

so, i have a mad crush on frank, and it feels good. like maybe it was always okay. because it made me happy. and i deserved to be adored. maybe.

if you end up here again this weekend, read this first: ARE YOU DONE WITH YR STORY YET YOU PROCRASTINATING MOTHERFUCKER? OH, YOU'RE NOT? WELL, YOU NEED TO CLICK ON THAT LITTLE RED X AT THE TOP RIGHT OF THE SCREEN, RIGHT NOW.