Hah-lay-loo-ya

So last night started off bad, ended good. I hadn't talked to my boyfriend, John, in a couple days. No clue why, but it killed me. I ended up breaking down and decided to try and call John, but it was like 10 and he's usually asleep by then. So he didn't answer and I left a message on his phone. I was crying, and it was embarassing. I hate crying when in contact with other people.
Then, like two minutes later, he called. I was ecstatic. I answered and we were both quiet. I was trying not to let him hear me crying, and I'm pretty sure I was successful.
We ended up talking for an hour and a half. I laughed my ass off most of the conversation. It's crazy how that kid can make me so happy when I don't want to be or feel like I can't. I love him.
L-O-V-E HIM![/Ashlee Simpson]
-Anna-