dear mr.him (written wen i was 14)

i kno ur out there; ive seen you( well witout seeing you) i hope you kno im waitin for you and have been waiting for a long time. this would b a great time for u to come frm heaven and into my hell. i could really use somone to lean on, not only as a boyfriend but someone i can talk to. then i would finally understand tht i am not alone. i only ask tht you love every part of me. for i am loud and playful. i hope i do no annoy u wen i wanna make-out soo much( i love my lips). i hope u can handle wit every fat-fiber in my body because im ok wit it. i hope you dnt get mad wen i call u at strange hours of the night because i sleep all day. i hope u have big ears because i love to talk. there might b days were i jus want to lie there wit ur arms around me, while we tell each other deep dark secrets.but then can only talk about how much we want to hold each other but cant because my mother wont allow it. i pray ur not a physical trainer or anything invovling runnin cuz i dnt like to do either and would rather take the bus. please dnt hate my laugh; i love it and use it to cover evry emotion.i love to play video games and might space out wen ur talkin to me. i do care wat u have to say i jus randomly space out wen ppl r talkin... sorry................. &&thast wat i wrote...i knew exactl wat i was feelin wen i wrote that...wat do u think ??? comment! royah---out!