I'm Andrew.
I'm 18.
I write, and smoke more cigarettes than I'd care to admit.
I live in a fantasy world in my head.
And I don't give an actual fuck.
I love mathematics and all that it has in store.
I am watching for you tonight,
for some sort of indication,
and it’s causing me such
a scare.
I am watching for you tonight,
for some beacon of your prescence,
and all I’ve got is this photo
of you nowhere near.
I am watching for you tonight,
and gave up in the wee hours,
because I found out you never
had intentions to come here.
I watched for you tonight,
you went and fucked up,
so now all I have left is this
photo and memories to destroy
my mind.
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