^^ (collage) Literally kills my soul. Couldn't add another pic because of the hardcore feels
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Dear Kian Robert Lawley,
I have developed an unhealthy crush on you. By unhealthy I mean. . .not as unhealthy as my obsession with 1D or Dylan O'Brien..but unhealthy.
I think you are beautiful *blush* and I think about you mostly everyday. Haha. Every time I see you I blush..because you have that kind of affect (effect??) on me. I recently added you on snapchat and every time I see that you "snapped" something I don't hurriedly click on your profile and watch it...like what you may think I do..Instead I get my new lip glosses and debate which one you'd prefer to see me wearing that day (I'll elaborate on this later on in this. lol) then after putting on either the pink or purple colored lip gloss I go back to your "snapchat" and literally hesitate whether on if I should watch it or not because seeing you I easily get hardcore feels.
Just last night I stayed up all night barely breathing listening to that podcast you did with Grace. I liked how the last thing I heard before falling into a peaceful dream was your deep voice. I also like how your zodiac sign is a Virgo (because so is mine ;)) and that we click on the dog!! (Have lots on common -_-). I feel like I know you, you know? Oh wait, you don't.
Haha!
You are simply amazing (and yes that's a song lyric)
Now, to better explain myself on the topic of your preferences on what colored lip gloss you'd like to see on my plumpalicious lips--it all has to do with one of my weird paranoias.
Which is?
Which is: I constantly think that people are watching me through the camera lens on my phone. Front and back.
So every time I see that you've uploaded something to your snapchat, i feel as though you are watching me through the camera lens of my phone. That you're judging which lip gloss I should wear. Purple...pink..idk..I know it's weird but we're both weird and you're childishly childish.
I'm very sorry I'm writing--typing this. I feel as though if I type this then I'd get over you because I don't honestly want to feel this way about you--I hate you so much you fucking shitting bitch. Gosh I'm random and tacky. I'm not supposed to feel this way about you!!
I'm not supposed to feel shit for guys (FUCK!! Nor girls) no one. I'm supposed to be that crazy lonely aunt with 50 million puss--cats. Idek anymore. Fuck you.
Sin,
.cheY.
