On to thee mushiness...lol
It ain't even that mushy ; fuck outta my blog with that bullshit. Me && Kris still on our stone cold gangsetrness thank youuuu very fuckin much. But anyways.
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Iono man. Like, yea. We chilled today or whatever. Just like, it was nothin. Just like went to his house and laid down. Like, fuck the bullshit. I mean, you know how in the beginnin you steady tryna impress a person. Not that you're putting on a show, you're just constantly on your best behavior && whatnot. Its almost like we're passed that already. Like we seriously went to his house && laid down. He changed clothes. We laughed about how he needs to do his damn laundry. It was just....chill. I mean, to be 100% perfectly honest, the sexual tension was heavy than a muhfucka, but still...I felt...comfortable. && usually I don't. Cus of thee thing. I told him bout thee thing, did I tell yall that? Yea. He knows. I think part of it is that i'm just feeling more comfortable saying it now, feel me. But some if it is actually really him. Like he's just so....magnetic. Like I told Kris. It just clicks. And sticks. And stays.
She asked me if it was like fireworks. I told her it was like flowers opening in the morning. Thats what I was gonna title this blog. Like flowers opening in the morning. But then when he was driving me home...and he kinda stopped, and looked and said "And when its sunny out, I wonder if the sun has always looked like this. Or maybe it was different once, && we'll just never know." && that shit was so bomb to me. Like I seriously wanna write a poem about it. Is that not the bombest line? Come on now. On some:
&& when I feel your kiss
It makes me wonder if the sun has always looked like this
Type shit. Yea. I'm writing that one. After I finish harder to hold on to than your echo. Which I might not even post cus. lol. but anyway.
Thats all I'm going to say. OH! except for this ol bad influence, drunk drivin ass nigga. We split a rum && coke on the way back. lol I was fifteen minutes late for curfew. This is thee second time I've been late. I'm a bad girl. Lowkey miss him already. Keep that shit to yourself tho.
-A.
