buttercup.

Holy shit. There's no way I can fall for you. No way, Jose.
I'm moving in nine days. Why does he have to wait until now to make me feel adequate and special?
Well, shit. I'm vulgar. But that's how I feel.
Personally, it was all good. But I'm waiting on something else. Something else that's just almost too ironic to not be true.
Baby , I'm coming for youuuuuu. :P