I keep praying just to keep the demons away

Ugh such a tard. My sometimes maybe always crushie psychonaut came to the motha fucking party sans girlfriend in the greatest butt hugging pants that ever lived existed and he like dropped something once and it was almost twerk omg. He's trying to fucking get my attention yet hates when I talk to him. Guys are wierd. He's so beautiful I literally died from gazing at him and poking my lil head out from time to time. I wish I was more his type. I was kinda of a awkward embarrassment. Like I was you totes need a group hug, and he was like noooooooooooooo forever times 2. I did inquire about the music thing that was going on. Haha he lives for the food. The best parts of the year had him in. Srsly he is like angelic butterfly love or retractable love tentacles. I hate to love him. He doesn't deserve it. I needed him tonight and he delivered the goods. This time I know he has someone. So I could distance myself before I throw myself on him and start spontaouely combusting or worse a love seizure. Oh god I really really hope Mariah didn't see that was the most embarssing thing I've ever done in public. Back to psychonaut he's so perfect just being in the same room was justice enough, he was the luck I need to kick myself back into study central. Oh god he's just great. He was my comedic buzzed sidekick. Sigh, le pepe, breadsticks only you can make unfunny ass shit funny. Thanks for coming this time, I was totally waiting last time and no dice.