I sometimes think that the guys who I sit beside with inside every FX I ride in when I go home from office is your boyfriend. I also think that each of those guys who I think is your boyfriend will punch me anytime without warning straight in the face. It's just my paranoia. But I'm not scared.
I miss you. I'm going home. It's late already but I'm still in the office writing random things about you.
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