I know, we just met and everything, but I want to let you
know that I am going to try really hard to make something
out of this. But before we get any further I should warn you.
I´m incredible awkward and I can stumble over my words.
Although I have so much to say, I usually can´t find the words
to convey what I feel. I´ll be jealous of every girl you laugh
with, but I´ll never let you know. I´d rather stay at home with
you on a Friday night and listen to vinyl records and huddle up
against your chest than go to some hardcore show. I don´t like
some people, but I think I would like you. Cliché as it sounds,
I´m not perfect, but who knows?
I could be fucking perfect for you.