I want you to know. I want you to know that I'm not really bad, when I miss you too much. I want you to know that other girls are probably more bothersome than I am. I want you to love me more for how much I'm attached to you.. it's hard to explain But I want you to know that your brain makes me worse, and I'm sorry for that. I want you to know I'm not bad.. I'm just very attached to you..




















