I think that if we were together, I would take our relationship so seriously.

I would treat you so well, I would always listen, I would always be there to help you study, I would always walk you to school, or to work. I would find the time in between school and work and everything else to cook for you, to spoil you, and to love you dearly.

I would be the one to get down on one knee and ask you to spend the rest of your life by my side. I would love you no matter what hardships our relationship went through, I would love you through every shout, through every raised arm, through every insult, through everything.

I would raise a child with you, and we would take him to every soccer game, every school field trip, every zoo, every park, and every movie we wanted to show him. He would be a product of two flawless parents, and we would stand strong against fundamentalists with him.

I want to grow old with you, and I want us to still have the connection that we have now when we're 80 or god knows how old.

I want a life with you. I know you do too.

I love you so much.

To Jonah: Seriously, half the school thinks your gay. Madi and Vanessa did not like you back, and I'm pretty certain you are at least bisexual. Jake already went to college so seriously, the pressure should be less than it would be last year. COME OUT

To Charlie: Are you positive you don't like me like that? You always say the right thing to me, and you always support me. You're either a REALLY good friend, a guy that's secretly into me, or I'm just nuts.

To Jake: I had a huge crush on your little bro last year and I almost asked him out to Formal...sorry...but I love male cheerleaders.

Come out, ***... now love me.

You have no idea how much I want to take an axe, and cut off all your limbs, then set the rest of your body on fire, until your nothing more then ashes, to which I'll dump into a volcano where you burn forever.

Grow some ****ing balls, you waste of space.

And you eat like a ****ing pig. JESUS.