I only want to be treated better than your friends, just a way better. You act like I’m just a friend with benefit.
I just want you to always call at night and text me 24/7 and make plans with me first and do little cute shit like be like ” hey let’s go to …..” Or draw pictures of eachother or go for bike rides or something. Instead you treat your friends like they are gold and I’m just a silver medal. If you could just listen to me with out being sarcastic and rude and not do the shit that you know that’ll piss me off then we would be perfect. If you give me what I want, you’ll get more of what you want.
I’m only posting this on here bc I know you’ll see it. Hopefully tumblr will save this relationship, just as fast as it started us.
I hope so.
Is it weird that I met ethan on here? And now I’m in love? I think it’s perfect.
