Fuck. It's 11:11 again.

I wish Leonidas would write me a letter.

It doesn't have to be a love letter, becuase I know Leonidas does not love me.

Just a letter.

With words.

Sentences.

Smiley Faces.

Exclamation points.

Expressions.

FEELINGS.

I just really wish I knew what was going through my lover's mind sometimes.
That's all.