I can't stop thinking about you. You are so amazing, and you have no idea.

I can't stop thinking about you. That's all I think about actually. And I think the event that happened this weekend just proves how much I like you. I could make out with four million boys, and no one could compare to you. Your kisses are so incredible, and I feel such an amazing connection with you. I love our sex, and I absolutely love hanging out with you.

Too bad you don't read my bloggs.