I'll have to go make a cup of coffee before I get to school, or else I'd literally be screwed. I regret staying up so late, but I don't regret talking to them all night. I miss what I had going there... endless talking, sometimes up until 7am and still wanting to go on...
I have to contain myself. wait at least 2 weeks more until I should pull something like that off again. I feel bad for making them stay up with me like that... but guess what. I miss them.
at least now I know they care. they mean the world to me, and I'm glad I can make them do at least one thing for me. deprive themselves of sleep.
I'm evil.
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