Why am I crying over Ethan? Ethan. Like, its Ethan. The little boy that asked me to the semi, the one that couldn't answer anyone when they asked if we were going out because there's no way he would want to offend me. The kid that was chubby with these pink cheeks and liked me for an entire year before finally holding my hand on camp.. He was so little. Is so little.
Admittedly, He doesn't look like that anymore ^. But he is still the same person and I do have a boyfriend. I'm not meant to just go on fbchat, have a 2 hour conversation finishing with, "god damn it, I miss you sometimes Ethan."
That's just being unfair. You're an idiot, a hard blown Aussie idiot. Great.
C.
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