it is currently 1:59 am here.
i'm on facetime with my boyfriend, but we aren't speaking.
at times, we like to sit in silence in each others company as we watch a tv show, or a movie. it can be nice sometimes when that's the actual case.
but as of recently, it seems like the silence is more than that. the silence is real because he has nothing to say, or maybe he doesn't want to talk.
i'm not sure, but i believe i'm right.
my gut instinct is usually right anyway.
i keep consistently patting my head to make the itchiness go away.
god, that was random, but i felt the need to say it anyway.
goodnight to everyone who bothers to read this.
like i said, take it as a story, or don't. i just hope it can be enjoyable or interesting to other people.
YOU ARE READING
rant. roleplays. oc's. musicals. life. 4
Randomcall this a story, call it whatever. it's my life and i want to share some of it somewhere. so here it is.
