omg?? like finally? best fucking night EVER. i swear. never been this happy in a really long time! Hayley's body is like damn nice and her leopard print jeans!! gotta love it.

anyway, sidetracking, we spent hours and hours every single day talking before. and now, i find myself training myself to not talk to you every single night or to make do with a short phone call. fighting the urge to call just to hear your voice or find out what youre doing. i am proud of myself but when i actually think about it, i ask myself why it HAS to be that way. it doesnt have to but why has it turned out this way? fighting the urge to call your kind of boyfriend when in actual fact, you have every right to. it really does suck. two people-best friends, soulmates- make things official. it makes them happy for quite awhile and then it slowly starts to fuck things up. we fell in love with each other, then we try to change each other and cut down on what made us happy. why?

sidetracking again, this is what went down between fuz and i after the concert.

L: omg. am i a good person for doing that? tell me i am la seriously. i just need someone to tell me i am laaaa.

F: yesss you are! omg really la. -hugs me-. youre my bff! youre my only exception.

F&L: HAHAHAHAHA

L: youre my...brick? by..boring..brick?

F: HAHHAHAHA

L: IM SORRY!!