no matter how much i like sitting next to you and wearing your awesome boxers, i don’t want to do to you what i do to them. when i think of how often i want to kiss your cute lips and tickle you to death, i also think about a hefty price that goes along with it. how can i tell you this and convince you i’m a walking mistake? don’t fall for my beauty or my snorts or my smile- and if you find yourself beginning to, read this and remember that i like you- that’s why i want you to tell me off. don’t you know that one kiss can spoil the whole lot? you have to be strong enough not to.
girl who is skipping our movie date again
p.s. if you read this and think you can fix me, know that they all did too.
p.p.s. you really are fucking awesome, not just your boxers.