Junky for your love <333

Oh. Em. Gee.

That's the only thing that's running through my head right now. I can't sleep. I can't do anything, but just enjoy this... gosh... this high that I haven't ever really felt... ever.

Skinny's best friend. He's... Amazing. Skinny, his best friend and I went to I-hop (they woke me up around 1:30 and was like "HEY GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED") and had a midnight snack, and ended up hanging out until just now, of which I'm sitting in my bed with just, this crazy feeling buzzing my brain.

Its not love... yet... but its a serious like.

We talked and talked, and we went outside for a cig (and myself a clove) and I ended up holding hands with him... and before we had to leave, he left me with one simple sweet kiss.

Oh, it's more than I could ask for.

And we were sitting around talking to this guy who was 50 and telling us about how he lost his leg and his foot, and how they told him he had an hour to live (four years ago) and we laughed and enjoyed his company. He mentioned he wished they made women like me when he was our age, and we just simply laughed. At the end of the night, before we left, he said "Treat her right, or I will" which made me laugh... but all I can think right now is "Oh. My. Goodness."

Most guys seriously try to get in my pants the first date. CHB was like that. The ex was.. well.. not necessarily like that but soon after we started "dating" he was pressuring me for it. I don't think he's that type of guy. He's sweet, and gentle, and he's so so very shy.

Though, the only worry I have with it is that his best friend is my best friend, and I don't want to lose my friendships over a relationship. I guess if we decide to cross that barrier, we'll take it slow. My brother and his wife did that, and they ended up marrying... which I'm not even THINKING about that, but... still...

I feel so alive, and so tired. I better get to bed...

<3333