A little needy.

God, just gimme that little bit of attention I so badly crave.

Two years, one month, two weeks and two days ago, I was probably lying on this exact same bed (and probably the same sheets) smiling to myself, hugging myself really tight and thanking the heavens that I've got you. Today, I lie here blogging and wishing everything was still pretty and cool. But it isn't.

Maybe my Scott will give me what I need. If only I could fall asleep.