OMG! i can't believe this!!! my damn perfume, my very own perfume smells him. yes, i know. how could it?
i just bought the perfume before i knew i would met this guy, and then i did and it was the first time so those two days spent him with that perfume and now the damn perfume is like his memory alive. i'm dying, i can't breathe. he's amazing. he looks like a baby when he sleeps, he's fun, good taste in music, knows how to dance, has a very good voice, is kind, is considerate, the fatal attraction, and he likes me and he knows i like him. he's a damn arrogant and cocky person if he doesn't do what he should and does what he shouldn't.
i just wanted to say it's not fair and he's mean for being there and not being there. he's there and i can't touch him. but i want to. i so want to.
god take this damned perfume out of me. i don't wanna smell anything. he's gone. lost forever. but there for the rest of my life.
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