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i talked to fairy tale book boy, again. first time he sent me a winkie face, i asked him how he is. no response. no surprise… later drunk texted him a picture of me pouting. telling him i have a cabin, wishing he was spending the night with me. he responded with, me too :.

few weeks later, drunk again, asked him if he was going to be in cali this summer, because i will. he said Mmmmhmmmm. i asked if i can visit… no response. i texted again, told him we could just hang out… orrrr fuck. his choice. he responsed with both! (he is very short. makes me want more.) i said i couldn’t wait. he said now he can’t either.

last week, another winky face appeared on my phone. (later i checked his twitter, looked like he had been locked out of his house for three hours… he must have been extra bored to text me.) i just sent back a smiley. but then later i wanted to talk, so i texted him again. “I want you.” his response. “i’m all yours”. my heart melted all over again. we texted a little, he called me a tease like he had in the past. i told him i wouldn’t be if he was in my bed, and he knows this. he told me was turned on..mean. he gets turned on very easily, but while texting him so do i.

so, he thinks about me. he has texted me twice. come to think of it, i’ve only texted him three times. once was a pic of me wishing him a happy halloween. once was telling him my number (he lost all contacts) and then just the other day a picture of me telling him all i want for xmas is him.

all three texts didn’t need a response, persay. esp the holiday texts. i’m sure he gets a lot. so… i feel better now.

much better.

he thinks about me.

i want him. so bad.