The heater in my room smells awful.. like it's gonna burn the house down.. slightly scared, too lazy to get out of bed and unplug it. My other half is sad and therefore my great night just became kinda down, it also made me realize I'm not really there for her like I should be, I miss her, her red hair and asian eyes. Shes a gazillion miles away in chicago but when we do talk its like shes still in the room next door and I'm callin to wake her up so we can go eat and not have to starve. god I miss those days, I miss Chicago, I miss how I could look at her and she knew what I was thinkin.. my other half, the girl next door, my best friend.
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