kesha said it and i’ve mentioned it. your love is my drug. not just your love but your brain, your personality, you and i hate it because i can’t stop. you probably aren’t even trying to be my drug but i also think, given human nature, who doesn’t like having someone who think they’re tops? no one. unless the person who thinks you’re tops is a super creep. am i a super creep? oh geez. maybe. i honestly don’t know how to answer that one. it’s frustrating knowing what i would like, what i want but i guess that brings you to another song, one by the rolling stones :you can’t always get what you want”. that’s the truth. i’ve wanted a deeper friendship with you for months and that’s not quite happening.