He didn't want me to leave. He DIDN'T want me to leave. why would I leave, to go to some party at guessman's. why. I just wanted to be with him. and ahhh. why. why why why. I rushed back from Guessman's so I could stop and see him, but instead I made those yellow post-its I keep in my car handy and bought him a whoopie pie. and stuck a sticky with a heart on it and inside the heart said "yum".. I rushed over and tried to be quiet.. and put it in his room, but he was half awake, so it ruined the surprise. sadface. I care so much.. but the disgusting part is.... tonight. "There were so many times I wanted to call you, but I didn't have your number." and "I've wanted to bang you for so long.." [shoves tongue down my throat] why was I even the least bit tempted, I mean I love bogie but really, what is wrong with me.