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Pamela, I am in love with you, it is that bad. You are so beautiful to me. No, shut up. Let me tell you. Let me. Every time I look at your face or even remember it, it wrecks me. And the way you are with me and you’re just fun and you shit all over me and you make fun of me and you’re real. I don’t have enough time in any day to think about you enough. I feel like I am going to live a thousand years because that is how long it is going to take me to have one thought about you which is that I am crazy about you Pamela. I don’t want to be with anyone else. I don’t. I really don’t. I don’t even think about women anymore, I think about you. I had a dream the other night that you and I were on a train, we were on this train and you were holding my hand. That’s the whole dream, you were holding my hand and I felt you holding my hand. I woke up and couldn’t believe it wasn’t real. I am sick in love with you Pamela. It’s like a condition. It’s like Polio. I feel like I am going to die if I can’t be with you. And I can’t be with you, so I am going to die. And I don’t care because I was brought into existence to know you and that’s enough. The idea that you would want me back, it’s like greedy. I’m doing a bad job at this.
THIS SHOW.
THIS SHOW.
THIS SHOW.
THIS SHOW.
THIS SHOW.
THIS SHOW.
(via mcgreenw)
