i am loved..

and she knows i love her.. i hang out with her for hours. im happy im ONLY happy when im out..with her.

i don't mind getting yelled at or waiting around for her to come downstairs and go out.
i get yelled at for coming home really late. i should just make my folks call me at 11. i really don't care, whatever.
she loves the big guys.. hmm whatever i like her..
...so when are we having a serious relationship??