is it too late to heal?

i totally just lost everything i just wrote. fuckin different version of blogger on this super windows program. grr. too tired to re-write. in summary, im on long island, i hung out with my brother and emily and jim all night, which was fun, and i ate a lot of food at applebees. mmmm food. but. i only slept for like five minutes (or three and a half hours) so im ready to go to bed, and hope that i, too, can have wild dreams of making out. im still waaaaay high on the euphoria of having seen him this morning, and im also super excited at the prospect of seeing him again monday or tuesday. i feel like that was the one condition i set.. i mean, i basically said i would only agree to this booty call like thing if he promised to try to come out and watch a movie with me this week. and this morning he sent me a message saying he felt bad that he was running late, and that he'd rather actually spend time with me. but he came anyway, of course bc he LOVES me eheheheee. he told me that his boss kept giving him things to do, and he was like "i was like 'no! i have an APPOINTMENT.'" maybe you had to be there. probably you did. oh well.

you know what i love about him? besides everything? thats hes totally silly. first of all, when i said the drawbridge was intense, he said "like camping?" and it took me like 3 minutes to get that it was like a pun for like "in tents." get it? but its corny and cute and i love it.

alright. must sleep NOW. sooooo tired. goodnight my lovelies.