Sometimes at night, i just lay in my bed on the computer crying like a baby. I think about the weirdest things most of the time but every once in a while i think about him. This week he's in Las Vegas. Pure TORCHURE. I can't even talk to him on the phone, and it's hard i'll admit it. We've only hung out once this whole summer, but i think it's about time to hangout again. No lie.